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A poem about friends.. |
| You’ve always had a choice Take control of your fate, What you consider friends Are just parasitic charlatans You’ve got what they want And they have no conscience I’m just waiting for you to catch on Will you have a breakthrough? I’ll never betray you But they’ve sold your soul, And you willingly gave it away Sincerity is all I can offer But it doesn’t count for much. |