To feel one’s pain; to feel one’s joy
To know one’s heart
Not the facades they deploy
To love one even in their filth
And forgive them when their control wilts
Let them cry on your shoulder
Bleed on your once clean self
Tear at your heart
Love someone in their deadness and life
Care for them before yourself
And forgive them their involvement in your plight
A true friend
Being a friend is not a joyride
It is a challenge, a journey
Where the prize is sometimes difficult to see
But when worst comes to worst
And your defenses fall
You will look back
And laugh at your ignorance and foolishness
To feel one's pain; to feel one's joy
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