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Coffee

September 6, 2015
By VictoriaThePoet GOLD, Atlanta, Georgia
VictoriaThePoet GOLD, Atlanta, Georgia
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I wish I could write what I really feel.
About it all.
My worries.
My fears.
How do I open a heart that is nothing more than a materialistic toy.
I pour my dark moments into a glass of purity and sweetened memories.
I'm not your average joe.
I come with grains of flaws and darkened aspirations.
I'm from a pot of confusion,anger,denial,trust issues,and sadness.
Then you meet the correct cream and suddenly feel light and bright.
Eventually, the sugar makes the traditional joe into Coffee.

A nice taste of life.



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