Friends
What does it truly mean to be a friend?
Are you a friend for a season or a friend for a reason.
Would you have my back without me asking?
What I want for me is what I would want for you. Just try to keep up with my reasoning.
You don't have to be blood for me to treat you right.
We may argue or fight, trying to say who's right.
End of the day we are back together flying high as a kite.
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