When will my coffee
Taste like love again?
When you left me on the table
And your mug was still hot
With coffee left untouched
//k.u.
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When I Can't Do Anything Else
PoetryWhen I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]
Coffee
When will my coffee
Taste like love again?
When you left me on the table
And your mug was still hot
With coffee left untouched
//k.u.
