that inexplicable comfort
the mutual understanding
the perfect confidante
closely-knitted tight
with fine threads of friendshipi didn't believe in best friends for a reason. but that doubt has been erased.but you don't it right?
How Beautiful (Twila Paris) How beautiful the heart that bled
That took all my sin and bore it instead.
How beautiful the tender eyes
That chose to forgive and never despise.
How Beautiful. How Beautiful.
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