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burning Hot
with the Coldest of souls
I am your liquid Addiction
cradle me in my chalice
Raise me to pursed lips
My bitter Attitude
Slithers
in my Aftertaste
Cut me with your cream
Try to add light to my darkened Soul
Sugar Me Sugar Me Sugar Me
it has No effect on me
De-caffination
is
De-capitation
I might as well be Tea.
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