Friends are our shelter...
They lift you up when you're feeling down
They make you laugh when a smile is nowhere found
They change the mood but mute the background
Friends cause the happiness that is sound.
But what happens when...
That shelter has been bombed and broken down
Those pure and holy friends are no where to be found
Those now corrupt have become your muted background
Happiness no longer exists and every day becomes unsound.
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