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Coffee Addict


He tells me I'm a coffee addict.

I tell him no body is perfect.

Although the past five years have been fun,

it's only just begun.

The coffee isn't what keeps me going.

It's listening to your voice at 2:00 in the morning.

We've had our ups and we've had our downs.

And Somehow, you're the only one who know's how to keep my feet on the ground.

Love is over used and love is judgemental.

The only thing I love more than you, is loving who I am, which some might say is mental.

As you know I'm a coffee addict,

and that I believe no body is perfect.

In your eyes I was.

Without a doubt,

just like coffee, you're something I can't live without.

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Anniev730

My name is Annie Voth and I'm currently a student at Florida South Western State College. My career goal is to become a music journalist. I have a strong passion for all music, as well as creative writing. My plan is to major in journalism and minor in music, but I am currently only taking my general education classes.

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