• _assassin_by_words_ 13w

    When you feel low,
    And all you want to do is sit alone with head bowed.

    Then out of nowhere, comes a hand that lifts your face and wipes your tears,
    And says, Let's together face your fears.

    But the hand's unknown to me,
    But it, like back of it's own hand, knows me.

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