Warm Tea

I stare blankly at the white sheets of my notebook Watching the ink from my pen as it bleeds I put the pen down slowly beside the notebook And lay my back down the coach from where I sit Imagining a guitar strumming from the background I close my eyes to feel the wind as it blows I start to […]

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In a dim lighted room, I sat alone thinking, Remembering a story Of someone’s past. The cold evening air Breezed down to me While I was gazing at the Nothingness through the night I never regretted nor hesitated That decision I had to call. There are just nights when I simply Can’t help but feel sad.

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