Thoughts on a cold afternoon..

Here i am now on this abyss
I sit and watch behind this glass
In a corner of a coffee shop
Sipping tea that wouldn’t be warm enough

Listening to the echoes
Thinking of the hows and whys
And when will i be sane
Sick of raindrops skittering on a window pane

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