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2am, deadlines racing closer, Racing the sun over the horizon Muddled thoughts, blurry eyes Rub them until you see straight Until you can see the stars again Third night this week Panic gently, but make no sound Reaching for the mug of bitter nectar Panacea now, but the enemy tomorrow Take a soothing sip, burn your tongue Its hotter than these tears, taste nothing One page down, four years to go Drink your black, black coffee Black as the night, Black as ink flowing like blood From one thousand pens Flowing like dreams From their arms It's just another drug Welcome back, old friend Feel it deep in your bones You are nothing here, A drop of coffee on a white page You are nothing in this library silent
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Library Silent and Coffee Black
2am, deadlines racing closer, Racing the sun over the horizon Muddled thoughts, blurry eyes Rub them until you see straight Until you can see the stars again Third night this week Panic gently, but make no sound Reaching for the mug of bitter nectar Panacea now, but the enemy tomorrow Take a soothing sip, burn your tongue Its hotter than these tears, taste nothing One page down, four years to go Drink your black, black coffee Black as the night, Black as ink flowing like blood From one thousand pens Flowing like dreams From their arms It's just another drug Welcome back, old friend Feel it deep in your bones You are nothing here, A drop of coffee on a white page You are nothing in this library silent
I was freaking out about all the work I had during study hall so I wrote this instead of working
DearOphelia
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
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