Oh I might have forgotten
I have a cent to give you
For the lies and kisses
For the warmth
For the coldness
For the chills in between
Here take it
I owe you honesty
I used money
To give you decency
Yes, yes
You trapped me
With that kiss!
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Tea Poetry
PoesíaPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
