If I Were Tea

If I Were Tea

A Poem by Katie Marie
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I just really wanted a cup of tea

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Boil the kettle and heat up my skin; leave scars like the water would.

Let the tea bag sit there, brewing like your kiss. I want it longer, stronger and harsher. 

Don't make me too bitter, nor too sweet. Don't fill me so much that I spill as you walk, I'd rather you not make me fall in a heap under your feet.

Don't set me aside and forget about me; taste me and love me.

Don't let me go cold. 

© 2013 Katie Marie


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You a fascinating style of writing. It seems more like an imprint of your life.

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Katie Marie
Katie Marie

ACT, ACT, Australia



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I’m Katie. I hate my name, it sounds like the name of a toothless hillbilly. I’m eighteen. I’m kind of an a*****e because I love too much and care about very little. I honestly have .. more..

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