I cried that day,
I let my thoughts just flow away.
And you said
That I was just a bad weather.
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Caffeine
PoetryA collection of thoughts. Some are bitter, others sweet. Yet they linger, like the taste of the lukewarm coffee you had this morning.
Bad weather
I cried that day,
I let my thoughts just flow away.
And you said
That I was just a bad weather.
