Friends
A knife in my side,
I live on with this pain.
But only those who caused it
can really make it go away.

Body weak from burdens,
I can no longer stand
But through my collapse there's always
a friend to take my hand.

Catch me if I stumble,
hold me when I cry.
Stand with me forever,
let the pain inside me die.

Even if you hurt me,
that's a price that I'd still pay.
Pain fades into your smile.
You make everything ok.
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