.Monday.

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What is this tragedy,
How come I keep looking at your face.

It's Monday,
Oh, it was Monday when i last saw you in that dress
Maybe last Monday, I saw you in a greener dress
And maybe those heels are the ones you bought last Sunday
at the mall i work,
Walking past me,
Not really knowing me.

It hurt to know,
You forgot the scent that once drew you crazy
But it's okay
Because we still have a few Mondays left.

.2017.

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