MONDAY
for every week
I look forward
to this day.
But our Mondays
sometimes seem
so far away
for in depth
of your heart
please overlook
my arrogance
which I forgot
because the cruelty
from which it came
was developed
from mistrusted pains.
For our love is the only thing
which keeps me alive
so in the moments
of the day
I dream of Mondays
to pass our way.
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