by Anna Burch
Strange, the ones you love
Could bury your body underground
I woke up too late again
Would you start the coffee, my only friend?
I forgot to fake
The way that I was feeling
I guess it's too late
Now all my cards are showing
No, you can't come up
Who am I kidding? I would drag you up
What was that you said?
That I don't exist inside your head?
You said you communicate better
So what will you send me?
A tea-soaked letter?
I feel so alone
When everyone in town is overblown
So I made a scene
I can think of things more embarrassing
I forgot to fake
The way that I was feeling
I guess it's too late
Now all my cards are showing
You said you communicate better
So what will you send me?
A tea-soaked letter?
You're all I wanted
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
Tea-Soaked Letter
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