Monday's;

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Expecting every hour

Looking for your shadow

That would pop out nowhere

And make a funny manner

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I wanna escape classes

Just to see you dances

Even though you look ridiculous

As long as it makes you fabulous
 


I think?


*extra*

I dedicate this poem of mine to my crush that I always saw on Mondays.

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