Tears run down as I stand up to face the rising sun, but nothing will change even if I fight against the world? You sit there smiling at my face, and I smile back, but what you don't tell me is that you're just afraid as me. I have the courage to face tomorrow; now take my hand, and we can face it together, I won't let them tear us down. This pillar, we are now standing on will take us to the heavens, just hold on tight, and don't blink!
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Poetryabout a person who will take you with them and fight with everythinf they have. but will you be able to fight with them
