The Rock
Strong on the outside,
breaking on the inside.
I'm the shoulder you cry on,
the wisdom you depend on.
Strong and wise,
it's all on the outside.
If you could really see,
how the world takes a toll on me.
Only then will you see,
I'm a hero to you
but I'm a victim of discord's siege.
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