I see the sun, I'm the envious dark
Then you're here, a tea within my cup
Then you're here, calming sensation I have
As I sip into the sweet sensation
The taste of bitterness came to mix
A look of despair became so clear
Then to my surprise, a never ending cup to drink
You are mine to conserve
To ease myself, yet I feel so empty
It was a soothing effect that you've held
But a worst aftertaste you did left
My cup, now empty so soon
The tea inside all is gone and dry
Now then I'm longing for another round
But where would I get you if you're already gone
-CrisSon
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