Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 11, 2005 20:56:13 GMT -5
To everyone in GM, who was always there when I needed someone to talk to:
Friends that we love
Friends that we share
Friends who hold us above
the hateful, evil air
Friends who we confide in
who always got our back
the ones to whom we tell our sins
and tell us not that we lack
the ones who heal our hurt
ones who're with us everywhere
they who dont throw dirt
and help mend our hearts' tear
Our friends, the ones we trust the most
The truth this is I swear
This poem is not a boast
but my friends will always be there
Friends that we love
Friends that we share
Friends who hold us above
the hateful, evil air
Friends who we confide in
who always got our back
the ones to whom we tell our sins
and tell us not that we lack
the ones who heal our hurt
ones who're with us everywhere
they who dont throw dirt
and help mend our hearts' tear
Our friends, the ones we trust the most
The truth this is I swear
This poem is not a boast
but my friends will always be there