The Spoils of Friendship

When I saw your eyes I knew you were special
I knew you were that you were the friend I needed
It would be a privilege to lose you
Just as it was to befriend you
Your worries are mine
Your pain is mine
Your my best friend 
Though times may be small
You and I have been through it all
For this we are best friends
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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