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  • when things fall apart,
    and you don't know how far
    I am falling away
    from you

    and the words
    are no longer
    where they used to be
    and the heat from your arms
    are no longer warm
    but cool,
    cool like the tea
    from yesterday's brew

    I am so far
    removed away
    from you

    the heat
    now it comes from days when i ask
    and you are bothered
    nights when i beg and i wonder
    why your words are no longer
    where they used to be

    the tea was warm yesterday
    just like your words were full of promise
    that tingle the tips of my smile
    but that was

    your words are cool,
    cool like your arms
    so i drink my tea

    warm, this time
    for I brew a new bag each day
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