To those i call friends

Patiently waiting by your side

Waiting until those dark lightnings lose their strength

Ready to put out the fires caused

Ready to repair the damage done

Ready to pick you up and put you back on your feet.

Be strong

Be strong enough to ask for a helping hand

That is what they are here for

That is what they are good at

Put your pride aside

They are good friends.

They see me dancing

They are surprised

They hear me singing

No more lies.

Appreciated by many

Even wanted by some

Do not condemn me

Feeling happy and numb.

I feel like I did something right

It feels like the end of a long fight

There is music playing

Late at night.

Ale – Rosie – Garen – Debbs

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A weird bunch of good people who are always around and accompanied me on our way to adulthood. Our paths seem to part ways in the coming times, but I keep you close; in my memories and my poetry.