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Oct 2019
the next time you
have your coffee black
you'll taste the bitter
state he left you in
it will make you weep
but you'll never
stop drinking
you'd rather have the
darkest parts of him
than have nothing

but one day
you'll run out
of tears to cry
no more coffee
but the bitter will
stay, unlike
he did.
i didn't write the first part.
Written by
Ronin  15/F/The Netherlands
(15/F/The Netherlands)   
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