Will you be that one who will always care
Who'll listen and hear and not compare
Will you be there always and at the end
Stand right beside me ... my truest friend?
Will you let me speak and not make fun
When words come out like a job undone?
Will you see me broken and never seek
To embarrass me more with words you preach
Sometimes we're needing that special one
Who'll accept us..imperfect and still undone
Like a friend so special oh will you not be
That person that friend that'll let me be me?
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