I'll Be There For You

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 Hi Brave Dragons! Haha, I decided on a nickname (temporary) for you all. How did you like that? Let me know in the comments. Today's post is about a POEM I wrote about heartbreak and unputdownable feelings that once developed can't be shaken. Yay! It is a poem that's hard to decipher, sorry for my heart to be a straight maze of complicated turns. Ahem, so here you go:


Give me all your sorrow and grief.

I might be the one you hate,

I'll give you all my relief.

Just once; I know it's too late.


Don't carry this burden, dearie,

you'll hurt me only more.

I will help you with your misery.

Take my hand, yes, from the core.


I might not be much of use,

but I can lighten your heart.

I might not be whom you choose,

but I was with you from start.


I'll do anything for your sake.

No matter what decision you make,

I will be there for you.

I'll always love you.

(PS: Look forward to more of my poems. (づ￣ ³￣)づ )

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