A friend is...
Opening your mouth without a safety net
hearing your voice with no regret.
A thing I live with is this bet
that you are here to hear me fret.
A friend to the end will have me set.
Someone to confide with your deep inner thoughts.
Someone that cares for you and brought
the meaning of friend to life...
with no intention of being your wife.
A friend is a pal who will tell you the truth
even if it is a little bit rude.
I can't live without a friend
because of the lend
of knowledge that they send.
Some people might say there's an end.
Others might say that it's pretend,
but regardless of this though…
a friend is someone who will never let go.
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