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Jun 19
Guess, I'm cut from a different breed.
I stick with a friend through various things and themes.
When others abandon theirs?
I am in their corner.

If judged upon a crime or something wrong, they have done.
Are we all saying, we are better than anyone.
Don't get me wrong about my friendship t you.

I be the first to call you a first-class fool.
Long before you made that choice to travel that road.
I am sure your conscious told you not to go.

Even, when under all levels of attacks.
Here, as friend that has your back.
Whether you're famous or simply not.

Sometimes, in this abusive world some friends all you got.
Judge me, hate me, that is your right.
But don't tell me I can't be a friend to someone, you dislike.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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