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Nov 2010
They have an everlasting impact on our hearts and souls
They do not judge us like so many others do
They are our confident, the one we can talk to
For some they are a rarity in themselves
While for others the list goes on and on
They have seen into our heart and soul
And see past the façade we put up for others
They see us, yet they still love us
They help carry us through our field of troubles
As they ensure our survival through the pain
They stay up with us, just listening, when all we need is for them to hear
They are our shoulder to cry on who don't complain as we ruin their shirts and they soak up our tears
They also tell us when we are in the wrong while sparing our feelings
And they see our craziness and share it with us crazy stunt after crazy stunt
These people are our own personal angels, sent to us,
A true blessing from God, always willing to be there with us
Who are these angels? Where can we find them?
They are disguised as friends and they are everywhere we look
This is some of the older stuff that I wrote a while ago--as in like years ago. Let me know what you think. As always, your commentary is well appreciated. :)
Written by
Melissa Vance
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