My Friends, My Heroes

Wed, 10/10/2018 - 14:31 -- KP2

Together we stand, the weak and the strong 

To fulfill the traits that each other lacks 

We ignore the crowd, who think we are wrong 

To stand beside those that make their own tracks.

Alone was I, before they came 

The ones I call friends 

Since they arrived, I have not been the same 

The support they shown never ends.

Where I see flaws, they see improvement 

All they ask is I return their favor 

They each carry the power to stat a movement

Thanks to them, I will never waiver. 

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My community
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