hell with you
and your other worldly prowess
I am dieing all alone
there is not even a thread of voice
with whom
I can spend
a little time
the coveted nerves
I throw away
all you boast off
I have not responded
may be
you shall come
today
to have
a cup of coffee
or say tea
or say hot chocolate fudge
or say simply chocolate
or say
a word of your own choice
time is not given
place is not mentioned
tell me
what is your nice choice
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