Friendships are like a pulse...

Sometimes you make me mad most times you've made me glad,
but all the times you've made me blue reminds me that you're you.

Shadiness it comes with ease and eyes mine often see,
you're alone with others near your not alone I'm always here.

Respect our friendship a little more,
were not eternal our lives our lives are war.

Value me as I do you,
and together we'll make it through.

Any and all kind of feats,
one heart as one a heart that beats.

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