A true friend..
Its time to pick up a friend
Whom cares not where
I have been,
There always there for me
And loves me unconditionally ,
There always a round and never
Get me down,
Sitting and waiting for my
Becalm call,
They always help me win
And don’t even judge me by
My sins,
who is this friend
Of mine,
Of course it is my pen
Whom I reach out to time again,
And is always hanging around,
Good to see you my friend……
inkmaster
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