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Why Am I Here?

I can't be here any longer,
Without someone here to make me stronger,

To hold me up when i feel down,
Or to make me laugh when i frown,

To take the knife when death is in my mind,
To wipe my tears or cry with me at hard times,

To scare away all my fears,
With those little tears,

To help me clear that living is better than death,
Teaching me not to take for granted every breath.