How sweet thy words to speak
to a friend who lets you to unclaw the beak
yet so gentle to shrug off my tick
so compassionate, but not tolerating my leak
he listens, he lets me to speak my brick
then later giveth me the best matter for me to seek...
He never condemns me instead gently taps my shoulder
"Don't worry my friend, you have always a place to lair."
"I know how you feel, i know what's your care to bare"
"Just look your eyes straight, never turn to the left nor right"
"at the end of the tunnel, you will see your hope of light to delight."
He said, he knoweth my pain because he has been there
He has been either suffered betrayal and insult to tear
He fell in love to someone but it seemed it didn't deserve to care
we have been into same struggles but we have triumphed a torch to heir....
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