a/n: dis a super cringey and cliche poem i wrote more than 3 years ago
a cup of tea
that was as lovely as she
as she drank
her heart sank
staring at the tea grains
that reminded her of her pain
she thought tea was suppose to make you feel good
but instead it brought down her mood
time passed and she decided to drink coffee
and that made her feel less lonely
she thought "you used to be my cup of tea" as she sat down
"but alas" she said "i drink coffee now"
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