My Missing Half

When you fell, I pick you from the ground,
When you needed me I was always around,
When you were upset, I would dry your tears,
Through dark nights I’d fight away your fears,
I was with you through all of those years,
And now I’m in this world all alone,
To life’s curb I’ve been cruelly thrown.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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