Was feeling the blues of Monday
From seeing the violets
That reminded me of my love
Who used to give me violets on Monday.
But the yellow sun 🌞
Proof of constant Change
Gave me hope for a better tomorrow
Where I'm not consumed by red
The Color of passion.
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18 - Was feeling the blues...
Was feeling the blues of Monday
From seeing the violets
That reminded me of my love
Who used to give me violets on Monday.
But the yellow sun 🌞
Proof of constant Change
Gave me hope for a better tomorrow
Where I'm not consumed by red
The Color of passion.