It Was Monday




















It was Monday.
The day I woke up again,
with a broken heart.
So fragile this heart is.

Keeping my eyes shut,
But my hands won't stop looking,
for that one piece of Life.
I don't want to wait forever.
It's an endless journey.

And it was Monday.
The day I stop waking,
with a beating heart.

A.J 

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