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#realfriends poems

7 poems containing #realfriends
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friendsFriends are real, / Friends are true, / I would love to call you a friend,
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Wouldn't it be niceWouldn't it be nice / If you didn't mess up / everything you touch
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Blind LoyaltyIt seems to me / That many people nowadays / Only want blind loyalty
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"Special Friends"There's not too many people, / who have but one true friend; / A shoulder for to lean on,
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didn't you know...?Do you know it hurts to leave me here? / Bleeding, scarred, begging for someone to see, / And you won't shed a single tear—
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Harvested_Harvested— Harvested— Harvested / Not everyone near the harvest ever / Touched the dirt. Some stayed clean
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Claude McKay was a Jamaican writer and poet. He was a communist in his early life, but after a visit to the Soviet Union, decided that communism was too disciplined and confining. McKay was involved in the Harlem Renaissance and wrote three novels: Home to Harlem (1928), a best-seller which won the Harmon Gold Award f...

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