I hold you and tell you it will all be okay. That someday they'll accept. And I'll stroke your cheek and hold you so tight, as if you were the only thing that kept me from falling off the cliff. Sometimes I wonder if you are. And you try to be so tough and hide how fragile you really are, and I watch and cry because you don't need to worry, because
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