I have good friends I have fake friends The fake friends ae a pain in the butt Good friends can keep secrets I hate the fake ones and th e real ones I love Twinkle twinkle little how I wonder where they are I see a star up above the world I see the moon I think of my people who are gone and not with me And people dying and don' want to go When I look up in the sky I see so man people it is so CRAZY
Reason for writing:
FRIENDS
Birth sign: Aries
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