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I was dying
And you saved me,
I was falling,
‘Twas me you caught.
My wings were broken
Death was calling
But you saved me on the spot
About to jump
About to cut
But you stopped me,
Then and there
No one loved me,
Zero friends
But you showed me that you cared
I wouldn’t die all alone,
Nor because of suicide
But I would die of old age
Because the pain I could abide
And now I’m old and wrinkly
We’re still good old friends
But I just want to thank you
For being there until the end