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I feel deeply an emotion I hide as I smile sheepishly a fear that I try to hold somewhat tenderly and I fall even deeper a shame I bury as I feign being debonair a feeling I shut away and ignore and these I do for I wear a mask or two or maybe more who's to say the truth but my favorite is the one I wore with you who I really am, not even Blue could sleuth and that's fine feelings caught between two at a table a table crowded with beer and ramen a ramen you told me I'd like, and yeah, I did and with you I felt like I was a book, with dog-eared pages just met, but talked like a ten year friendship and pasts entwined and with you I knew I was a person, albeit broken hearted not from soulmates lost but lives grieved because you knew what that hole was and with you I'd melt under the stars in your eyes as you spoke of constellations of your sky and we sang about a Greek with guile and with you I'm a nobody but I felt I had an Odyssey a trip where you'd have open arms when others would speak of my heresy and it's a pity ain't it I'm going home now and writing with a mind a mind half asleep running on gas station coffee but caffeine is caffeine, and love is love.
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Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 2:23 AM UTC
Gas Station Coffee
I feel deeply an emotion I hide as I smile sheepishly a fear that I try to hold somewhat tenderly and I fall even deeper a shame I bury as I feign being debonair a feeling I shut away and ignore and these I do for I wear a mask or two or maybe more who's to say the truth but my favorite is the one I wore with you who I really am, not even Blue could sleuth and that's fine feelings caught between two at a table a table crowded with beer and ramen a ramen you told me I'd like, and yeah, I did and with you I felt like I was a book, with dog-eared pages just met, but talked like a ten year friendship and pasts entwined and with you I knew I was a person, albeit broken hearted not from soulmates lost but lives grieved because you knew what that hole was and with you I'd melt under the stars in your eyes as you spoke of constellations of your sky and we sang about a Greek with guile and with you I'm a nobody but I felt I had an Odyssey a trip where you'd have open arms when others would speak of my heresy and it's a pity ain't it I'm going home now and writing with a mind a mind half asleep running on gas station coffee but caffeine is caffeine, and love is love.
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LowKeY
23/M/Bandung
Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 2:23 AM UTC
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