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Sep 2019
you don't love me on the weekends
when he wants all your attention
I'm behind you
staring
loveless

you don't love me on Mondays
tired from Sunday
talking on the phone all day
I'm looking for you
heartless

you don't love me
when I love you

I reciprocate

we should love everyday

in times of sun
and clouds

we drift further away
eileen
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eileen
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