here i wrote
the whispers of the heart
the unspoken thoughts
and the broken lullabies
a memory of yesterday
that should be forgotten
but the smell of coffee
makes it worsen
and so it seems
forever i will be
carrying this frozen heart
with coffee memories
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Coffee Memories: Sweetened Black
PoetryEverybody's cuppa but only one is his sweetened black.
