From morning till the end of night
just coffee whiskey and poetry
and for my break times
I rant about some poor *******
who has unfortunately slated me

I am as wild as they come
and I don't seem to have a off switch
so when in bad moods
and boy do I get some
I act like one major *******

I would love to point the blame on my life
but that won't cut it with the sharpest of knifes
I know what my bad moods makes me look you see
but I am so far too gone now, don't forgive me
sitting here with my coffee whiskey and poetry


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris

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