You killed her on Friday...

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It was that same day, the day of the week i hated, Monday.

There i was standing there with some friends, in a gangway.

And thats when i first saw him, he was standing by the Nightclub Doorway.

I turned to my friends, and realised they had all ran away.

I stood there, watching walk over as i tried to pray,

This can't be happening to me, its my birthday!

I was about to turn around, but then heard his voice, all he said was "hey"

And at that point, i finally realised it was you, I just wanted to turn and run away.

But i didn't for some odd reason, he was the reason my best friend passed away,

So i just looked at him, and the words i spoke where "You Killed Her On Friday"

He looked at me, his piercing eyes, sending shivers down my spine,

I looked up, and the last thing i saw was the bright moon shine.

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