My Coffee Slow

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My Coffee Slow


The shades across my fingers as I typed you the letter you received last weekend

Browns faded smoothly to reds and yellow lit low

The dogs next door never ceased their barking canon

I read another article in the weekly and drank my coffee slow


What's the latest fashion on strip? Please tell me

I wanna wear the fuckin' greatest belt buckle ever rocked

I never gave a shit about what those folks thought none

Fuckin' drivin' Lambos, Rolesies, down the block


Those shoes you wore that night, your legs were set

I wish I could've had a minute

Your glow, it raised the sun from within it

My journey to you, I must begin it


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