When the road gets bumpy, I'm the seatbelt who keeps you safe.
When you're not sure which path to take, I'm the one who holds you hand and creates a new one.
When the scars are so visible, I stand next to you, proud of who you are.
Where did we go?
Are we hiding?
Well the games over, lets go home back to where we were ♥
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