Her
Getting close to Her redefined
life's whole meaning, how I knew it.
Her persistence made me inclined
to let Her help me through it.
Being with her makes me feel safe
when I'm with my Friend I feel home.
Before I felt just as a wraith
insubstantial and so alone.
Living without Her wouldn't be
living, well to me not really.
So I won't give Her up, you see,
for doing so would be silly.
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