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dregs in the teacup it looks blacker today perhaps it'd look better on the tablecloth no it stains a deep brown splotchy, disorganised it spreads so you can't control it maybe it's better suited for the whitewashed walls trickling down the surface did someone cry? you can feel the bitter burn on your tongue when you pour it down the sink maybe it's better left there don't look
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Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC
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dregs in the teacup it looks blacker today perhaps it'd look better on the tablecloth no it stains a deep brown splotchy, disorganised it spreads so you can't control it maybe it's better suited for the whitewashed walls trickling down the surface did someone cry? you can feel the bitter burn on your tongue when you pour it down the sink maybe it's better left there don't look
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Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC
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