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"I shall nevermore worship you."
With that, sipping my tasteless tea,
I decide to forget the beauty and love;
like that day - whilst sipping black coffee,
I decided to forget the world
and sipping some more misery,
I forgot a couple of things
that need not be said under daylight-
For when you told me your tale of perfection
I weeped for my own dissatisfaction;
though eyes darkened with envy could never see
the misery within her every lover's touch,
the emptiness of the bed she lays upon,
even when she's not alone.
With that, sipping my tasteless tea,
I decide to forget the beauty and love;
like that day - whilst sipping black coffee,
I decided to forget the world
and sipping some more misery,
I forgot a couple of things
that need not be said under daylight-
For when you told me your tale of perfection
I weeped for my own dissatisfaction;
though eyes darkened with envy could never see
the misery within her every lover's touch,
the emptiness of the bed she lays upon,
even when she's not alone.
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