What I Couldn't Live Without
One thing I couldn't live without?
One thing that'd have my back without a doubt?
One thing I know would be for sure?
One thing whose intentions would be pure?
One thing, is it that you ask?
That I'd choose to have have upon my path?
Is a picture, not too big, not too small
Of the people I care about most of all
I call them family, though some may call them friends,
These are the kind of people that stick around 'til the end
And though I'll be deserted alone,
One look at them, and I'm always home
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