Blackstreet. Deja's Poem. Zeneszám

How a True Friend Feels....

Support of the mind, body and soul.
The flower of the root that will never grow old.
Love is something special; a wonder treasure to find.
You can't touch it, smell it
Priceless (money can't buy)
Dedication, trust
The heart shall reveal

But words can't express
The way a true friend feels