to catch a star falling from the sky
pulled me away from hills too steep
shield me from pretense and lies
set my feet back on the track
when i seem to walk astray
be my torch when lights i lack
illuminate the right way
plant me back on solid ground
when my head's gone up too high
the care and love in you i found
it'd be a crime for me to deny
though i sometimes oversee
the things you make your responsibility
guard me, save me, teach me, love me
is what you always do for me
Thank you, kor, for all the times you stood by me, for all the scoldings you took because of me, for all the scoldings you gave to me, for all the debate we've gone through, for all that you've given me.
Happy 23rd Birthday!
ps: you should learn to smile more. look how much more photogenic i am. even if i was so much chubbier than you.
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