Friendless Friday

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i miss talking to you

you always manage to make my thoughts

zoom

around

like they had too much red bull

though i have never had any.

come back come back

its a friday night i can't hack

and i am out of luck

don't charge me a buck

for a conversation i muck

wait... my head don't whack.

did i just lose you again

this is not for gain

even when outside it rains

i will make sure it remains

friendly tonight...

well... can we talk like we used to?

# TGIF # IreallyMissU

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