the years, they may count 11 or 2
but our friendship needs no proof
she stood beside me when i was desolated
she never let me ever feel isolated
i may look filthy, i may turn vile
but one would get it, only after traveling miles
she may be impudent or obnoxious
but that would not let our friendship turn vicious
they think we are morons
but who gives them a damn?
our world, its different
people won't get it, they won't understand...
but our friendship needs no proof
she stood beside me when i was desolated
she never let me ever feel isolated
i may look filthy, i may turn vile
but one would get it, only after traveling miles
she may be impudent or obnoxious
but that would not let our friendship turn vicious
they think we are morons
but who gives them a damn?
our world, its different
people won't get it, they won't understand...
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