Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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