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Shi Em Jul 2017
different colored cups,
different seasoned tea,
what a wonderful beauty,
Humanity.
Shi Em Jul 2017
you stare at me,
as if i'm a scorching cup of coffee,
that you just can't stand to hold
but you still kept me anyways.
Shi Em Jul 2017
People talking,
people coming,
people leaving,
and yet here I am,
stuck in the same place,
still unmoving.
Shi Em Jul 2017
THE MARKINGS you left on the wall,
still burns out strong,
yet here I am,
staring at it all alone.
Shi Em Jul 2017
but love shouldn't feel like
cold brewed caffeine,
on a disastrous winter rain.
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