It's like a big cuppa coffee
It's aroma invades everywhere
Quenching the top your senses
And then you settle it in a pretty looking cup,
depending on the mood
The longer you let it settle ,
it loses it's flavour,
A life at it's peak is set to move on heat
Than where the cold winds blow
As highly as I may think
My impression shouldn't corrode the
Intensity of an accelerated effort
I still drink my cuppa coffee each and everyday
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
It's like a big cuppa coffee
It's aroma invades everywhere
Quenching the top your senses
And then you settle it in a pretty looking cup,
depending on the mood
The longer you let it settle ,
it loses it's flavour,
A life at it's peak is set to move on heat
Than where the cold winds blow
As highly as I may think
My impression shouldn't corrode the
Intensity of an accelerated effort
I still drink my cuppa coffee each and everyday
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