my friend

If I was in an allyway, the darkest part of night
I'd want you there beside me to help put up my fight
If I was sleeping drunkish next to some obsessive beast
I'd want you there beside me, in my dreams at least
If I turned into a hermit and was hidden in the woods
I'd want you to bring me rations, this I know you would
If I was climbing madly and I slipped and lost my grip
I'd want you there to hand me ropes and solidify my trip

rhyming makes me feel like something is actually happening

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