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A residual haunt, shes gone, ive been myserably lost
She walks accross the living room, pauses, visually flawless Then she dissapears, i zone, and sit here alone Ashtray overflow, her ghost was ciggarette smoke Nicotine stained walls, coffee splashing my jeans Another dose of caffeine, grinds trapped in my teeth 12 cup pot brewing, folgers, how i usually do it To stuck in my ways, ill never switch over to keurig Besides, its 10 bucks, just for 12 little cups.. Premeasured, and its never to the strength that i want I like to adjust, but thats the price you pay for convenience Thank god theres other options, either take it or leave it Im just sayin', to each his own, i could never conform Ideas i kick around, my 3rd or 4th cup of coffee this mornin' The best part of waking up, isnt whats in your cup.. Its my hallucination, that my girl is ready to fuck -Geno
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-A.bove T.he R.est Last edited by Geno; 10-30-2017 at 05:47 PM. |
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