My friends, my inspiration.
Our endeavors, our continuation.
His smiles, her laugh.
Her attitude, his savvyness.
My equal, their reflection.
Of all in the world, I'm their selection.
My friends, until the end.
The poem is mistitled again...
Family is the proper word in my mind.
They show me that i'm valued so they're one of a kind.
The ones I love, the ones I trust.
My friends are there for the love and lust.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC
My friends, my inspiration.
Our endeavors, our continuation.
His smiles, her laugh.
Her attitude, his savvyness.
My equal, their reflection.
Of all in the world, I'm their selection.
My friends, until the end.
The poem is mistitled again...
Family is the proper word in my mind.
They show me that i'm valued so they're one of a kind.
The ones I love, the ones I trust.
My friends are there for the love and lust.
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