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Real friends


 

We call each other sisters

but are we really sisters?

Nowadays it’s hard to tell who’s really with you

They say they’ll ride with you

But they miss the trip

Smiling in your face but behind your back they saying “you ain’t shit.”

Real friends?

What’s the definition of it?

Because some people must don’t have the common sense of it

Real friends don’t leave you when you’re going through shit

Real friends love you regardless of what people think

Real friends are riders not mini followers

Real friends never switch up, they always got you

Real friends

 
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Freshman in College 18 years old "Love yourself opposed to loving the idea of other people loving you..."

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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