Gone are those days, when I hold your feeble heart and echo "you'll be fine, I'm here" into your ears
Sad are those moments when we live in gutters and feed from dirt
Cursed are those years when our hearts throb with tears and fears of the wicked world
Here we are today, in sanity and good living and health, in motivations of our love ones.
Dear sister, support who supports you like I did support you. Love who love you and never hate no one.