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toptoptabi:

First the cake arrives…

GD goes to touch the cake…

TOP decides to touch it too and sticks his finger through it by accident;

He moves his hand away in shock after realising…

Looks over at GD…

And then to Daesung…

And then just laughs awkwardly.

Then GD decides to try the destroyed cake…

Needless to say, he was not impressed.

I got off the bus tonight, on my way back home

Ordered steaming French cappuccino

And a pack of cigarettes to take to bed

“The rain is pouring”, I heaved a sigh

As I headed out to the pitch black night

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A black Civic sped past; waters drenched my coat

Horns honked, a broken street light blinked

Yellow. Yellow. Wait. No, I could not.

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I heard people say, “It’s best to cry 

While being buried in the rain.”

But I had no strength to follow stupid tips

Nor do I plan on ever shedding tears

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Not because of this. Not because of you.

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They say I am a man, or I should be a man

Cut the crap; I feel weak in my knees

The wind is cold, piercing through my coat

But this ice freezing in my chest

Feels worse than the battering rain

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I gulp down the steaming coffee

I’m worse than a drunk wasted on liquor

Bordering desperation as I feed my body with the heat

The cold desolate street is a comforting bed

For a man with “separation” in his head

But I will not be lying down

Like a dead man on the street

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Not because of this. Not because of you.

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I will drag my feet on the concrete pavement

With rainwater flooding my leather shoes

The journey will be a bit slow, won’t it?

But our feet have arrived at a diversion

The walk cannot be hastened, but it cannot be delayed

The destination is clear, though the streets remain foggy

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Because of this. Because of you.

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- 9:15 p.m., June 24, 2011

edited: 4:10 p.m., July 1, 2011

Author’s Note: Got inspired by Big Bang TOP’s lyrics for “Cafe”. Then, I walked through a storm tonight (literally) and I had a cup of coffee in my hand that time. TADA! Do not associate me with the persona.

Edited: This is the edited version. I realized so many misses in the original poem. I bet there are still misses in this poem, but I think it’s better. Observe that the poem uses three tenses. Yeah, past, then present, then future in the second to the last stanza. I feel like the use of all three tenses makes the experience of trying to move on a bit more dynamic (?). The longest part is the “past” part (saying that the persona still carries the past with the greatest burden), and the shortest is the “future” part (emphasizing the line the “streets remain foggy”).. idk, ‘cause I hope to amplify the sadness of the persona as he is dealing with the break-up. Oh well, I like the idea of all three tenses in one poem. :) Besides, this is my poem and this is my idea… so yeah. :P Who cares, right? XD