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every night she sits on her bed with a cup of coffee in hand and a million questions in her head. she questions why she questions how why did he lie? of how she's lonely now. like a movie, playing in her head a nightmare turned reality with him on the bed with another girl instead one forty-five a.m. the caffeine kicks in heart beat fast mind drowning of him of her thinking of the past.
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 1:57 PM UTC
caffeine nights
every night she sits on her bed with a cup of coffee in hand and a million questions in her head. she questions why she questions how why did he lie? of how she's lonely now. like a movie, playing in her head a nightmare turned reality with him on the bed with another girl instead one forty-five a.m. the caffeine kicks in heart beat fast mind drowning of him of her thinking of the past.
elyzabeth-rose
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 1:57 PM UTC
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