orgami's Diaryland Diary

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Koffee Plot

already threw it against the wall
and then spent days picking carefully
with a small flashlight held sideways
on the carpet each fractured peice
the slow forensic clash of anger
far from the crash No more Koffee
nor more regrets and yet the paper
filters sit lonely in the cupboard
mocking me everytime I open it to
spray myself with DRAKKAR NOIRE
my dark scent to mingle in my hair

2:54 p.m. - 2011-09-08

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