I have friday wears,
That open my heart to fear,
It's a pain; I felt,
Oh! heart aches,
When they cross my mind,
Thoughts; that are very painful,
Such sights create a pain,
Such thoughts breaks my heart,
Fear that will not dissappear,
A confused mind chases you away from success,
Because of the ugly fear,
That lives in my friday wears.
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