All the doors were closed
success seems to be fading away…
bringing me back to life…
what a reliable friend you are.
All the doors were closed
success seems to be fading away
no room for accomodation
the darkest nights were experienced.
I was deep on thoughts
who could i turn to
hearing the sound of jesters
not knowing what to do
Then a tap on my shoulder
i jumped and ran for safety
then you called and gently lifted me up
You supported me and stood by me
you showed me how to smile again
bringing me back to life…
what a reliable friend you are.
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