My Friend Called Aids
The why’s are gone
I cried and catch a teardrop
I smile and touch my heart
I look and saw my soul
I leap and catch the future
I saw the pain and felt the hurt
I smell death and embrace God
My friend has passed
And Aids stayed.
I saw it coming
I felt the shaking
I acknowlege the monster
and except the pain.
NO, I’m on my way
I’ll be more cautious
I’ll make the choice.
I use A Condom
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