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My coffee was bland, but I was a dreamer.
I crafted my plan like a caffeine-hyped schemer.
To walk to the cabinet, lock in like a magnet,
On the oversized can full of cheap powdered creamer
 May 2015 Stephanie Galica
maxine
I couldn't keep them bottled up anymore.
But when I told you, you threw them out the door.
And as night turns into day my feelings for you turned from love to hate.
Sorry it's so short, it's just something I wanted to write about.
I want to explore the stars in your eyes
                               and
get lost in forever with the galaxies in your mind.
                                   Infinity will always seem impossible, to the average people.

                       We could
  creat a love that not even infinity
                     can contain.  

      But while I'm gazing at the stars you're too busy waiting for the sunrise.

— The End —