Friendships

You are my friend,
I call you family,
You been their for me
When I was to blind to see,

You gave your shoulder to cry on,
A roof over my head,
I love you,
For being you,

And not someone I dread,
We joke around,
Because that's what we do,
Were something you call a family,

Because it's all true,
Whether it's right,
Or wrong,
Or were behind bars together,

You are my friend,
My family, 
And i'll never forget,
Anything we have done together....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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