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THAT FRIEND
Are you really my friend, In each way that I am ? Are you my shelter, Whenever I have nowhere to run? Are you the shoulder, That I can depend on in each time on needs? But why? why? Am I just that thing after you use you'll just throw away or an I that somebody whom you can always depend on? If you're really my friend Why are you using me up? Why are you leaving me behind? Why did you buried me when I just fulfilled all your needs? You never saw me pout in everything you asked I never doublt in every pain T comforted from you But whenever I need you You always run and hide. That friend I need should see me in my real eyes That friend I need should keep my memories the way it is Whenever I'm at my bac You whisper darkness about me but never see the light in me. I always say to you that If ever I'll be up You'll be with my success But you never told me When you're up You'll let me down. Made: August 14 2003
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