I'll be your strength
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now playing. I'll be your strength.
they dont even know how much they help my heavy heart. even though they are miles away, when i listen to this song, i almost feel whole again, almost feel like they are here with me, giving me words of encouragement. they dont know. but somehow, i feel that they do know.
and the thing is, about this song. it makes me so sad, but so uplifted at the same time. and i dont know why, but that makes me feel better. i wish i could tell them now how much it means to me that i have this song to listen to, when they aren't here. another dream, to have them sing it to me live. id bawl my eyes out, into tom's chest. with his arms around me.
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