[POEMS] Coffee Poems - Poetry Collection Volume 2

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You were no were to be found– lost
It is when you once set your foot
To witness wether twas falsity or sooth
Thy eyes has lost its sharp glister
Soon you won't be able to remember
What appeals to one's generosity?
Was it you or just your curiosity?
Now you are obliterated and lost
Was it worth it for your life to cost?
You no longer hold the one you've earned
You pull thy self but you never learn
It is you who chose your own choice
To follow and be lost by your own voice.

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