Cigarettes and Coffee

Get the mood down.
But I get up,
Watching the moon frown.
No regrets;
Looking at the cigarettes
In the coffee
I almost downed.
But I was wasted,
Yet tasted
The possibility
That something
Would come soon.
Need a clear path
In the aftermath
Of what you meant to me.
Bring something
To the party.
I know you are good enough.

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