Hot brews of brown beans
Served with sugar and cream
I sit on this wooden chair
Waiting for you to come near
Holding my cup, meloncholically warm
Like the sun after dawn
Hours that pass by
I thought we were going to try?
So I stay, I wait
A whole day, you're late
So I stand, I leave
Holding your cold coffee
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Dedication to Zaiba14 for coming 1st in the Quote Competition I held for my book 'The Diary of Hazel' <3
- Chloe xo
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My Poetry: The Sequel | ✔
PoetryHere is my SECOND book of poetry! These are all originals and just here for people to read, and connect to ♡ - Chloe
