I hear the broken hearted
I stayed with them
I always side with them
Keeping their pieces
I hear the broken tears
I stayed with them
I keep their tears away
Keeping their smile
I hear the words
I become their listener
No matter what you said
Your words always amuse me
I saw the wounds
I glad to become like them
I gladly have the same wound as them
Repair the hole in heart
I hope I can take away their pain
And replace it to myself
As my strong belief
To didn't see the world cry
Nothing wrong with us
Even our path extend differently
Nothing in common sense
I just hoping all my hope to you
What I need just smile
Keep strong even I'll be gone
Thank you is the word I really want to say
As my gratitude, I meet you
To last of my breath
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