I once needed a the bitter taste of black coffee to wake up
Now I need your lips to awake me every morning
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Poetry
شِعرThoughts that flow like water in my mind are written down on a digitale device to let you be carried away. Call it poems, quotes. Call it what you want it to be called. See how people can think the same about something. Feel understood. Read them...
𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜
I once needed a the bitter taste of black coffee to wake up
Now I need your lips to awake me every morning
