June 1, 2009
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Break the ice, smooth jazz playing in the back ground
the smell of coffee in the air
Your voice just low rumble in the coffee shop
You hear conversations about hometowns, past loves, and things people wish they had done
Your heart breaks as u realize the opportunities you missed and what you could have been
Your heart breaks as you realize that you are broken

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