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coffee stains and smoke rings
my new companions in writing
that, and grating adolescents
who flaunt their couplehood
as readily as they do the crest
perched upon their breasts
hers nubile, perky, his, toned, broad
oh the joys of youth
i feel so old, yet know
only a smattering of years seperates us
it's the loss that really divides us
the teasing ache of heartbreak
that truly takes away the spirit of youth
regardless of age
love will forever give you wings
where then, are my angel's wings
who then, is my deliverer?