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coffee talk

i knew he was a jerk from the start
using women like dumpsters
no respect
trash talk
but i was done with his disgusting junk

snobby comments, and tailored drinks
made special by my barista hands
i always made his mocha perfect
half sweet, peanut butter, extra hot
and no whipped cream
turns out his drink wasn�t the only thing half sweet

so
i let it go, pulling shots
and allowing my thoughts to show
steaming milk hotter than my angered cheeks, bright pink
call it what you want
he said my attitude contaminated the shop
but to me, our confrontation
was nothing more than
coffee talk.