You never noticed the rocks below
Until you began to slip
Now with fear of rock bottom
You clutch to your emotions
With an iron grip
But your fingers must be cramping
You must be worn out from the strain
You must be shivering from the elements
You must be crying in the rain
I shout up a message
Sure it will reach your ears
Sound has a way of traveling
When it's the truth you need to hear
And so I remind you
You don't have to hold in
It all
I know you fear
Letting go
But I'll catch you when you
Fall
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