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Genre: Melancholy
Title: Sunday Blues
Sunday blues
calling her name She sat there empty, time slipping away Galaxies in her eyes Cups stained with her lips Shadows across the room Aching bones Smudged lines down her face, thinking of better days -Barbara D.M.
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