crying over broken rib,
i'd pick you up.
crushed up harshly in your car,
i'm near and ready.
you got lost amid the dark,
thinking you have gone too far,
i'd come up steady.
only show me where it hurts,
i'll make it soothed.
hand me down your looping grief,
i'll give you hand.
we are not too good with words,
we are siblings in this world
till very end.
show me where it hurts
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