When laughter turns to crying ,
I want you to take my hand
And together we will work as one
Until you have recovered .
I will be here until you
Do not need me any more .
I feel like I have an inexpressible
Comfort of feeling so that you feel
Safe with me ,
I think I have a breath of kindness
To help blow your troubles away .
Your like everything to me .
By Brock
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