A TRASH FRIEND
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To comfort is to love
Live the life as a dove
In our side you are good
To equalize your mood
Saddest moments in
Pain can't bend
Finds comfort to someone
Be with you against everyone
Stories that can't bear
Stories that no one dare
Stories that make you ill
For us we almost kill
Sadness gone through
Feelings are true
Few months ago
True friends, you let go
Your sadness is ours
Your happiness is yours
How dare you
Using us to heal you
To comfort is to love
Not to a friend like you
Time to throw you away
And put you in your hideaway
You are a trash
Needs to crash
Burn your hideaway
For you to fly and die faraway
Goodbye
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