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Today my best friend left me 

My best friend ran out 

And I pleaded the doctor

If he could make 

My prescription run out 

He told me he could 

And I gave all my thanks

Because tomorrow will be the day 

Tomorrow will be the day

when I wake up broken and bleeding 

wishing I had my best friend 






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