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I met you on a Friday, when the week is almost ending, when the week has been tiring. I met you and never knew that something is starting. I met you on a Friday. My favorite day of the week, when we can unleash our inner “freaks”, when alcohol makes us red on the cheeks. I met you and you make my knees weak. I met you on a Friday, the day of partying and ***** the day when everybody tries to drown their blues. I met you and little did I know, you’re the one I’m going to choose. I met you on a Friday. Back when I was just minding my business & trying to chill, back when I’m okay on my own; not looking for a thrill. I met you on a Friday and my heart stood still.
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
Friday
I met you on a Friday, when the week is almost ending, when the week has been tiring. I met you and never knew that something is starting. I met you on a Friday. My favorite day of the week, when we can unleash our inner “freaks”, when alcohol makes us red on the cheeks. I met you and you make my knees weak. I met you on a Friday, the day of partying and ***** the day when everybody tries to drown their blues. I met you and little did I know, you’re the one I’m going to choose. I met you on a Friday. Back when I was just minding my business & trying to chill, back when I’m okay on my own; not looking for a thrill. I met you on a Friday and my heart stood still.
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
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