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You asked me to wait So I did. Small, Cold Was the table. Big. Crowded Was the place. Black. Hot Was your coffee Steam floating from it And just like fog it dissappeared. Black, Cold Was your coffee Big, Empty Was the place Long, Sad Was my waiting.
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
My Waiting
You asked me to wait So I did. Small, Cold Was the table. Big. Crowded Was the place. Black. Hot Was your coffee Steam floating from it And just like fog it dissappeared. Black, Cold Was your coffee Big, Empty Was the place Long, Sad Was my waiting.
#broken#sad#heart#alone#left#waiting
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
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