CURDLED MILK

CURDLED MILK

A Poem by alice
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Ohh...

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Oh, I went to eat yesterday
And I didn't thought about you.
I went to my kitchen,
I opened my fridge,
And oh, I rembered you.
I found a milk, a curdled milk,
Oh, I remembered a silly bilk.
Because, the taste of this milk was like the taste of your liquid.
Oh, what's the heck man,
Oh, it doesn't matter now.

© 2019 alice


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Added on October 26, 2019
Last Updated on October 26, 2019

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alice
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