HOLY FRIEND

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What's the quality of friends

Is it not the shade that covers you

But in all heart they seem to pretend

Blazing on you like the morning dew

Who ever cared more than they do

Have you ever asked them why

Or is it the fantasy that brings men down or slow

And the contingent that makes them cry

Friends are just eclipse

Many do fade away

Their minds are broaden in mischief

A lot of their words are hidden to slay

Do watch carefully when next you say you got a holy friend