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No; I shan't drink your pain; Because, I know it's

No; I shan't drink your pain;
Because, I know it's bitter
And I've never had the guts
For anything unsavory like that;
Yet, I'll be a dear--
I'll aid you as you get rid
Of the fetid ache
That aims to shatter your soul.
See, I may never get to experience
That most undesired burden,
Crumbling your strength;
But, I can be that friend
Who may take your little hand
When you're weak--
Who may pull you up
As you wallow in filth.
Aye; I'm not a saint, you see--
I might occasionally yell 
And even cackle like a fiend;
Though, you won't find me
Flinching and pretending 
To be totally there.
For, who can always be present
When life handles each of us
A horrendous coffin to bear?
So, I won't promise you forever bliss
And beauteous fantasies;
Better yet, I'll demand that you
Be aware of the fire within yourself--
Something that'll keep you fighting,
Even when you're left alone
And thought of as dead. "Friendship"

No; I shan't drink your pain;
Because, I know it's bitter
And I've never had the guts
For anything unsavory like that;
Yet, I'll be a dear--
I'll aid you as you get rid
No; I shan't drink your pain;
Because, I know it's bitter
And I've never had the guts
For anything unsavory like that;
Yet, I'll be a dear--
I'll aid you as you get rid
Of the fetid ache
That aims to shatter your soul.
See, I may never get to experience
That most undesired burden,
Crumbling your strength;
But, I can be that friend
Who may take your little hand
When you're weak--
Who may pull you up
As you wallow in filth.
Aye; I'm not a saint, you see--
I might occasionally yell 
And even cackle like a fiend;
Though, you won't find me
Flinching and pretending 
To be totally there.
For, who can always be present
When life handles each of us
A horrendous coffin to bear?
So, I won't promise you forever bliss
And beauteous fantasies;
Better yet, I'll demand that you
Be aware of the fire within yourself--
Something that'll keep you fighting,
Even when you're left alone
And thought of as dead. "Friendship"

No; I shan't drink your pain;
Because, I know it's bitter
And I've never had the guts
For anything unsavory like that;
Yet, I'll be a dear--
I'll aid you as you get rid
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