I shoulder drinking pumpkin spice, not vodka.
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angiewatkins19, everything is nothing with a twist.
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I shoulder drinking pumpkin spice, not vodka.

by angiewatkins

And maybe you didn't like the sound of the rain,

And I left the window cracked.

And maybe I made tea a little too hot.

And you got tired of burning your tongue.

And maybe in the midst of our October love,

You were looking for your July.

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Very charming poem. Sometimes there are mismatches in life. You have to communicate. Nothing should be off limits for open talk. Well enough. You wrote an outstanding poem. Your analytical insight was a treasure. Great poem.!!!!