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Crying on Sunday
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Personal (Melancholy) A lazy day
spent under the covers
hugging a wet pillow.
Just another typical weekend
ending in tears.
I can't get out of bed;
I wallow in my misery.
Chores haven't been done
in countless months,
my to-do list
continues to grow.
Will this routine
ever change?
Will Sundays ever
be filled with hope
or only crushing heartache?
