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Wicked Friend
Trusted friends, with evil power
Will strike you down, at their darkest hour
People we love and trust
Filled our head with corruption and lust
Be careful whom you care for and admire
You may end up in a ring of fire
Watch your back, and think with your head
You may end up in a ditch, done and dead
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