Hand in hand, by eleanor maslen
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and when you trip and hit the floor,
and when your mind can take no more.
At your side a shawdow will be
and in your heart you'll know its me
That even though i have passed on
forever and always we stay strong
Never cry nor morn nor greive
for i did no go i will never leave.
I shall stay through ever night
through every tear through every fight
I will be your smile and your stregnth
Your pride and grace your main defence
And in the end when you leave this land
togehter we shall walk, hand in hand. |
Posted: 2011-11-28 16:16:26 UTC |
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2011-12-08 20:04:57 | lance |
excitemment.........crazy excitement...u wrote a good one even for a nut like u lol jk,,,,,,,,did u forget me out here |