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Two sugars, one cream, you haven't changed
but I take my coffee black since
December twenty-seventh
and in spite of it all
I'll take my skies grey
if that would mean
that yours are
always
blue
About the Creator
Daniel K
I write love poems about the girl who has a hold over my heart and my life in such a way that neither are my own anymore. The girl I would choose over and over and over again. I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.
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