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Coffee or Love (Free verse) by Nepanthe An urgent message,
with a pretty visage:
"Drink Me"
Is it poison,
is it remedy?
These doubts vanish,
holding me to cherish.
A new coat of varnish,
over the tarnish.
The gleam of nostalgia!
The aroma of fresh brewed coffee...
"Drink Me"
Is it poison,
is it remedy?
The pulse races,
days leave traces,
scribble the remnants
onto a paper with a crayon.
Desperate for the days,
the cup's bottom bared.
An urgent message,
with a pretty visage.
Is it poison,
is it remedy?
Up the ladder:
Delicate hearts grow thick skins.
Down the ladder:
Mr.Lucky: A Night on The Town
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Posted: August 17, 2008 8:43 PM PDT; Last modified: August 17, 2008 8:43 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.327808 Overall Rank: 3498 Comments:
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SupremeDreamer @ 64.9.233.156
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5-Sep-08/6:13 PM
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The coffee, or love? Is that what you're refering to when asking "Is it poison, is it remedy?"
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Nepanthe @ 99.239.241.239
> SupremeDreamer
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6-Sep-08/12:21 PM
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Yes; comfort, indulgence and addiction.
Love it.
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