The International Support System

When skies grow gray

And smiles fade away,

I know they will be there.


As tears stream down

Enough for me to drown,

They will give me their care


Friends create smiles

Even during the hardest of trials.

It is what they are meant for.


They give you that push

And will not beat around the bush.

They will make your heart soar.


So let the storm rage on.

When your despair seems stronger than your brawn,

You will not fight alone.


Just look by your side

And feel the change in the tide,

For your friends will make you strong as stone.



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