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Who will be there for me when I cry

Who will be there to catch me fall

Who willl be there when I want to die

Who will be there when I need to call

Here inside reality

I feel like there's no one there

But if I look close and actually see

There are people everywhere

I cry because I think they don't need me

And that they have better people to be with

But sometimes that's how it'll be

And sometimes, its just a myth

But I know now that I have nothing to fear

because I know that my true friends will always be near

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