Haunted Brews
Cold Cup on the Stair
–—gothic, tragic, a love letter to what’s already gone You left it there, halfway consumed,a porcelain wound in the hallway gloom.Steam long…
Haunted Brews
–—gothic, tragic, a love letter to what’s already gone You left it there, halfway consumed,a porcelain wound in the hallway gloom.Steam long…
The Froth and the Fury
–—a divine mistake, a sacred mess that never made it to your lips It slipped, it fell, a darkened flood,A gospel lost…
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