Terrible Love Poem Number Whatever
A half empty manky cup of cold tea,
a metaphor for life without you.
You are as sweet as my cake or
what’s left of it and now I am
bloated and alone.
A half empty manky cup of cold tea,
a metaphor for life without you.
You are as sweet as my cake or
what’s left of it and now I am
bloated and alone.
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