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Coffee

I think I now understand why you never liked my words or me writing my poetry.

maybe it wasn't what I was doing but what I was thinking that freaked you out.

You wanted me in the moment, always with you, to love life and be true.

Yet my darkness like a cloud of dusty smoke fuffiled our room, our hearts.

Lost in the sticky whicky heart aches, you a saviour, you my grace.

Me a writer with another coffee stain.
shannonJane
Written by shannonJane
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Lost without you
Always missing you
Seeing you
Dreaming of you
Lost without you
Always missing you
Seeing you
Dreaming of you
Stolen my heart but I'll never mind
I leave it with you to always find.
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