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tea
stale as the caffeine thats
sat in its cup for weeks
think I need a drink
or just some sleep
but neither seem to be
its gone to a waste
much like my mental state
tell you the truth this poem
wont make as much sense to me
as what it does to you
sat in its cup for weeks
think I need a drink
or just some sleep
but neither seem to be
its gone to a waste
much like my mental state
tell you the truth this poem
wont make as much sense to me
as what it does to you
Published 27th Dec 2013
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