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I have this friend, you see
He often sleeps on fire
Sometimes he wakes up with no eyes
and his teeth are made of wire
I have this friend, you know
His hands can cut like glass
His heart is carved from dirty bricks
His voice will burn like gas
I have this friend, you see
He's really not so bad
He can be a lot of fun
the days he's not so sad
I have this friend, you know
I'm really no help at all
one day I'll be somewhere else
and that day he might just fall
I have this friend, you see
He says he's doing fine
but I see the the blood fall from his arms
in three messy cherry lines
I have many friends, you know
I worry about each one
I worry most about the moon
who used to be the sun
He often sleeps on fire
Sometimes he wakes up with no eyes
and his teeth are made of wire
I have this friend, you know
His hands can cut like glass
His heart is carved from dirty bricks
His voice will burn like gas
I have this friend, you see
He's really not so bad
He can be a lot of fun
the days he's not so sad
I have this friend, you know
I'm really no help at all
one day I'll be somewhere else
and that day he might just fall
I have this friend, you see
He says he's doing fine
but I see the the blood fall from his arms
in three messy cherry lines
I have many friends, you know
I worry about each one
I worry most about the moon
who used to be the sun
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Yeah so I had to write a poem in Creative Writing and this came up about my friend Damian.
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This is amazing.. o.o