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May 2014
I'll hold you up and lift you
Like the wind blows the willow tree
My tears will fall and cover you
Like the rain washing the earth
I'll carry your burden on my shoulders
& wither under the pressure
Too tired to walk, too shameful to fall
Bury me, bury me
Like the dearly departed
Written by
Rosè
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