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The bitter sweet smell of coffee and tea
The drinks you have till 1am
When we text and laugh
And even have our fair share of tears
Our hearts pull alittle closer
And each more word
Alittle more meaning
And hearts hoping for mending
We say,
"I love you"
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Poetry"I'm dead inside." "Great same." ________________________________ 130th in Poem [180909] Completed as of [040119]
