As I opened the door my world slowly collapsed.
Shattered glass on the floor in the back,
The lock is broken, the wires are spilling out.
Why did it have to be me? I shout.
It's so cold tonight and I cry as I laugh,
You're right here by my side in the dark.
"My friend, I'll always have your back",
You said and that was enough.
The warm tea we sip in my kitchen,
Definitions of "high quality people",
We laughed at that guy's silly lines,
Then chased monsters out of your house.
After the loudest storm there is a ray of sun.
Call it a friend. If you need me I will run.
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Poet gangster (
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