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friends

No one ever appointed me judge or jury.

What can one do when a friend is cutting their morals in a blaze of glory?

Stand by and let time fly?

Speak up and gives their senses a try?

 

The time came and I cut them away

Better off then let my mind always thinking of them astray

Alone I am now.

It's now all that bad anyhow.

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Jul 3, 2010
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