Your Story, My Way

Perfect We

Perfect We

No memories remind
Blank so is my mind
Thinking of when we became
Together so insane
We might have a long list
Of friends growing behind the mist
We aren’t siblings
But we are attached strings
Arguments and disputes do exist
But when we smile misunderstanding exits
I may hate the person your with
But it won’t affect our myth
Robbing my food
Advising me all good
Being my bodyguard
Are we twin till graveyard
We are gonna talk endlessly
Even if we don’t see each other recklessly
Cause True friend once attached
Is never gonna be detached


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