I blame my friend poem

I blame my friend and this is impossible

That friend, I love what is said seems very sensible

This is a very beautiful statement what he just said

It is impossible to say beauty is imagination

Keep thinkin aboutit makes my mind wake up from the dead

Makes me wonder about my whole life is it a fact or just a fiction

Before speaking and before me when I commit.. with any comma in the soul I confess

Does he give us face if we perform his rituals? and I am a professional at it i don't mess

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