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Among all the uncertainties, all the ambiguities and all the pretences, there is always someone certain, solid and genuine. Find out...
Among all the uncertainties, all the ambiguities and all the pretences, there is always someone certain, solid and genuine. Find out…
Do you yearn for me as I do for you, to give me a hand on my final day?
They are afraid, they call you names, but they don’t see,
Among them all, you are the most faithful a friend can ever be.
While I conclude my life story, leaving it for wagging mouths to criticise, agape;
You will be the one who will take me out on my final act of escape.
When my show is done and down goes my curtain,
I know people will change, but among the uncertain; you – I know, will be my sole certain.
You lure me, entice me; tempting me to take that plunge once and for all;
Nice move; but you can’t deprive me of my fairytale end – to be saved by you, my charming prince standing tall!
You will take off my armour, scrape off my paint, tear me away from all pretence;
You will see me for what I am – skin, bones and hair – you will breakthrough my every defence.
You will break me down to my essentials; undress me, unchain me – of course, I will hence forever be yours to keep;
You, I know, are that friend, who will for the last time, tuck me into sleep…
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