Wed, 01/29/2014 - 02:22 -- nhndz


Friends are a gift.

They cannot be delivered in a one day shift.

They are the ones we cry to

When we feel like there is nothing else we can do.

They take away our frown

and make us laugh harder than a clown.

To our problems they want to find a solution

and for our enemies they want an execution.

Friends come together and fight as one.

Oh, how many wars they have won.

Friends never make you feel alone.

They make sure that their love is always known. 


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