You turned your cheek, but turned my way. You let me hold your hand.

Along a path where memories fade, I became your man.

I've struggled often to walk straight. 

But with perspective's humbling weight

You saved me at an alarming rate.

Was this part of your plan?

Hold on to hope.

Don't ever give up.

Just like a rope, to help you to climb 

over that ledge.

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