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Hot Dark Mocha with Hazelnut I wanted to say something but I forgot I’ve done all my papers but wasn’t satisfied Don’t look for me now; from myself I want to hide Reviewed some of my notes Sudden thought of sinking boats Check the time, it is half after nine Why does this coffee taste like a wine? Recounting my pens, they’re seventeen I drew a line, but it was so thin An old friend came in, I said hi After some while I also said goodbye Been sitting for an hour, it’s already cold What do you think will I be when I’m old? Took the last sip Caffeine makes me want to sleep Seven feet away is a bin, it’s empty Wow, an analogy of me Empty and trash Save me now; rush, hush… crash
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC
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Hot Dark Mocha with Hazelnut I wanted to say something but I forgot I’ve done all my papers but wasn’t satisfied Don’t look for me now; from myself I want to hide Reviewed some of my notes Sudden thought of sinking boats Check the time, it is half after nine Why does this coffee taste like a wine? Recounting my pens, they’re seventeen I drew a line, but it was so thin An old friend came in, I said hi After some while I also said goodbye Been sitting for an hour, it’s already cold What do you think will I be when I’m old? Took the last sip Caffeine makes me want to sleep Seven feet away is a bin, it’s empty Wow, an analogy of me Empty and trash Save me now; rush, hush… crash
There are times that we suffer inspirational drought. We feel low. Sometimes we actually feel nothing.
#poetry#low#empty#random
batsi
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batsi
23/M/Pilipinas
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC
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