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Jan 16
You were coffee cups and dark rooms,
Grey hues and poetry.

You were warm to the touch,
Burned like oak and green ivy

You were sweet like warm jazz,
Taste like soap and old candy

All the love you had left
Came from deep down inside me.

-Melanie Munoz
A better version of a poem I had written before
Written by
Melanie Munozz  15/F
(15/F)   
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