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Coffee break
Contributed by
SlimStaple
on
Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 09:18:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Tastes I dont care much for Slide down my throat as I sit on leather couches Rain dripping from the sky outside No one opens an umbrella around here
Car fumes slipping into the air Going full speed through the damp streets Coffee cups set down on empty tables Walk away and leave it for someone else
And tell life I am on my break Press the pause button and let me sleep I have no time for this anymore Dreams filled with drugs and green hair
Smoke drifting through my room I know there are cigarette butts in the walls Shoved through the waterfall holes Long before I set up camp
All I can offer is paint covering my face And white stripes on my arms These days are all a blur The run together like blackened water
So tell life I took a break I slept in late My car broke down Let if figure things out on its own
Im on my coffee break
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SlimStaple
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2005-03-10 21:18:18] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Coffee break
(User Rating: 1 ) by AmyLee4Ever on
Saturday, 2nd July 2005 @ 06:13:08 PM AEST (User
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This is a nice poem. A break from all problems, a break from drama, a break to be free. That sounds like a really nice break. Nice job at explaining that... I am going to go take a coffee break... : )
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Re: Coffee break
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 09:27:18 PM AEST (User
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coffee breaks. imagine not being able to ever have one. i have always liked your style, because its different than most, and i was not disappointed this time. keep writing, slim =] |
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