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COFFEE.

I could feel the caffeine rushing through my veins as I type every single words into this so-called poetry of mine. 

I begin to recall every single thing that I thought what wasn't a big deal but then it suddenly is due to my tendency to over think.

And even though I despise the feeling that is to be felt because of the noiseless screaming within my head,

I still go through drinking every sip like a fucking idiot who wishes myself dead.