Stirring some feelings up ice tea
What's the matter
Dusting me off the kitchen sink
I'm the powder
I should have known
High only low
Keep me in tow
Nothing to show
Rinsing the glass that holds me in
Like a flower
Set upside down to dry i sit
Another hour
I should have known
High only low
Keep me in tow
Nothing to show
Room is so cold
Quiet as snow
Finally alone
I'll never go
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