The friend

Written by jacklantic

I’m the friendly face that greets you in the morning.
I’m the sympathetic ear that listens to you.
I’m the strong shoulder on which you choose to cry.
Trust in me, I’m true through and through.

The lover, the player, you know I’m not them.
I’m the carer, the mentor, the brother, the friend.

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