RoommateA Poem by Xayah
Her brew starts in the morning;
strong and black to jumpstart her day. My brew starts in the evening; Herbal and sweet to ease me to sleep. Her day starts with a boy; One she kisses but doesn't love. My day starts with a text; One to the boy I love but cannot kiss. Her day ends with a story; Back-lit and read once before. My day ends with a song; A faint something before sleep. © 2013 XayahAuthor's Note
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Added on September 24, 2013Last Updated on September 24, 2013 Tags: college, roommate, roommates, room mate, room mates, school, university AuthorXayahAboutI used this account a lot as an angsty teen and now I'm using it again as a depressed adult. Whoopsies! more..Writing
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