I'm grateful to you, little buddy
A mirror of my personal history
In moments of joy or great dismay
Still you remain a part to me.
Let me turn on your old pages
Mementos of all my past mem'ries
Sweet memoirs of love and affection
How it all ended into sad failure.
Standby in the middle of the night
Attending to my laughters and cries
You know the truth beyond all lies
As tears shed down through my eyes.
Just let me be honest in everything
Understanding more my inner feelings
To you my friend I'm keeping secrets
Of all my life's failure and success.
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