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Tuesday

Coffee Stains.

I sit      out
on      the porch
The rising sun
Waits no more

You have   to be
Waking up now dear
I've left toast down 
On your floor

The coffee stains
The table
It's gotten to cold
To drink


I'm leaving for now
I dont know what returns
If you're not ready
I'll flee this hurt


I've talked to you
All morning now
But you havent left
your dreams

Your eyes have flickered
My way
And now it's gone
I...    
miss  you....


I'm leaving for good
You've forgetten me
If you're not ready
You'll set this free

I'm leaving for now
I dont know what returns
If you're not ready
I'll flee this hurt

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