prepared a hot coffee for you,
to warm up your body,
you got comfortable,
maybe a little too comfy,
you forgot about the coffee i made you
and now ask for another one
but i grew tired of doing the same thing over and over again
i am finally done.
(you got too comfortable with me always being there and loving you.)
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letters after dark | poetry book 3
Poetrya collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #1 in proses #7 poetry #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection book 3 of the poetic flowers series. other books : • a hurricane of blues • confessions i will never say and other...
