There is a bitter taste
Pressed to my mouth
As I sip my tea.
There’s a thought that’s lives
I wish to drown out
But can I ever cede.
All this has been steeping
And it’s now too strong.
I’ll have to deal with it.
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 1:24 PM UTC
There is a bitter taste
Pressed to my mouth
As I sip my tea.
There’s a thought that’s lives
I wish to drown out
But can I ever cede.
All this has been steeping
And it’s now too strong.
I’ll have to deal with it.