A friend may come and go
But a True friend sticks by thee
Through thik and thin
Tears, pain, joy, laughter
All emotions good and bad
Find their way through your troubled heart
Wish there was a way to heal the heart
That feels empty and hallow
My words may fall upon your ears or may not
In any case I am here
Physical or not
I am here
I can only pray and hope
That you believe what these
Tumble of words mean
To take them to fill your empty heart
For I care what is there
where others see not nor care
I promise to be there and be there I shall
But you must do thus
TRUST ME
~ By Mistress Piper ~
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