When I'm lost you'll make it your role to be my map
When I'm sad you'll make it your goal to make me laugh
When I'm tired you always make me rest on your lap
And when we're old enough promise me you'll be my other half
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A Train of Quatrains
PoetryJust a bunch of things I wanna say Things that noone will bother to know Things that keeps piling up everyday And if you will hate this you're a foe Ranked #265 in Poetry 3|31|18 Ranked #836 in Reality 5|12|18
