coffee addict (me)
coffee will forever bribe my heart fastening it's pace until it all aches at once because i desire such pain and to be under the effect of such kin. coffee is a second option to harm because the blade shall not be on my arm i rather keep it somewhere safe when times like these really bid my fate coffee is like a sweet drug you get energy but then you fall apart the rug im embedded in eventually fading from my heart and then i return to being the me i turned out to be suffering through everything all alone fighting my issues head-on all at once
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