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REAL TALK
by smokesquade at 11/30/2010 10:02:22 AM
You say your my friend but your never there
Your like the wind you come and go
But when the dusk clears the ones who remain
Are the ones who are really true
All i ever was a man of his words
You fake friends get kicked to the curb
Im not bitter nor upset but how can u trust but never gave respect
I have to embrace to receive whats real
But in time my wounds will soon heal
For all the ones who know the real me
You will always have a friend in me
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