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Feb 2019
Music flying across the room like the wind,
Sun spilling it's secret into this suffocating place,
Roasted beans and spilling vanilla ice cream all over the room,
You and your beloved cigarettes,
And me drinking my bittersweet caramel latte.
Our love stayed for awhile but then it left, leaving the both of us broken.
Rose Everest
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Rose Everest  16/F
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