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To express my love of caffeinated brews in the morning

Submitted:Jun 30, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Hot coffee
Let your heat
See me free
Hot coffee
Do your thing
Waking me
Hot coffee
I wanna be sleeping
So give me
Your antidote you call
Sweet caffiene
Hot coffee
You smell so nice
I think I'll sip you twice
Waking my mind
Bleeding thoughts
Like a finger and sharp knife
Hot coffee
You warm me
And awaken me
I don't know
If I love you
Or hate you
Hot coffee
You son of a gun!


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