I cannot sleep, so i wrote this poem!

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We share a moment.
We share a day.
We have teacups in common.
Over your teacup, we say nothing of relevance.
My teacup lies across the river, I say, and it screams everything.
We want what neither of us can give nor gain, I recollect.
Yet love is blind, and we saw everything.
We could see ugly red feathers; we are rejection.
We where longing, we are not love.
Like each of our teacups; that are no longer a couple.
Waiting to be thrown away, we cling to them for comfit.
We call this moment, a moment of softness.

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I'm going to try and sleep now, i have a lecture tomorrow morning. i hope everyone likes it.

That's a good poem.

Tim

very good.