
Psalmix
Duration
3:31
Genre
pop
Quality
Hi-Fi
I slide into our cracked red booth.
Neon hums above, flickers truth.
The clock blinks 11:23.
Same bored song on the small TV.
I tap my phone, no new texts.
Stack the creamers, line them next.
My hand finds your side of the seat,
cold vinyl still holding your heat.
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