Umbrella

February 23, 2014

When your tears are pouring down ,And despair is flooding the ground

I will be your shelter through the rain

I will be your protector from the pain

so hold on to me and I will protect you from the harshest of days

You dont need to worry about me and my pain.

This is what I was made for, this is who I am.

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