Chastise me when I'm wrong
If you claim to be my friend
Correction will only make me strong
Don't coddle me to my end
Snap me out of my folly
Bring me back to my senses
Till one day I am finally holy
Call me out on the little offences
A friend is a mortal's keeper
A guardian of other souls
Together we fight off the reaper
Till our character is without holes
Rebuke me if I err
Promise to never turn a blind eye
If indeed you really care
Leave me with no regrets when I die.
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