Friends

by Black night   Jan 16, 2007


*I found this and quite a few others in the back of my old school folder from last year, so its a bit different*

Friends

Friends are there to lean on
not stand on
to cry on and
to lend a shoulder
They hear your problems
when no one else will
they laugh with you,
and occasionally at you
Sometimes they're not friends

they're family.

These are my Friends,
and I wouldn't swap them for the world.

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