BlurA Poem by TheSweetestWitch
the smell of fresh brewed coffee
crisp of a toast saucy canton fresh from last nights' turmoil head still blaring the chainsmokers still got my ear better remind myself up just another sunday morning © 2017 TheSweetestWitch |
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Added on July 9, 2017 Last Updated on July 9, 2017 Author
TheSweetestWitchGeneral Santos City, Region 12, PhilippinesAboutFrom Notre Dame of Dadiangas University. 20 years old, female, single more..Writing
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