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Apr 2013
you
and me
we're like
cold
tea

what was once
warm and inviting
is now
tasteless and tepid

an afterthought

a sign
of long nights
i will
never
forget

whether i like it
or not

i always liked coffee better, anyway
Abbie Argo
Written by
Abbie Argo  America
(America)   
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