You always know what to say,
And in every possible way.
You bring a smile to my face,
Even on my worst of days.
You're not the same as the others,
Nor are you ever a bother.
You're all that I need,
That's what you are to me.
Will you stay,
And make me okay?
Or will you go,
And fill me with sorrow?
Will you take my hand,
Be my escape from this land?
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