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Just Another Shoulder

She comes from the grave to pay me a visit
she's lonely and just needs someone to listen
I'm her ear to peace 
Her words for hope
The ladder she climbs
when she's in a hole
I've tried so hard to give her loving
I'm her everything 
and still I am nothing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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August 19, 2015 at 6:56 PM
I am her everything and still I am nothing, so deep that is. Yes sonetimes we give all that we are but we are not appreciated. . Loved it..Charma
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