Written by Eva McDonald |
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I sip my coffee.
The taste is bitter, 
All I need is sugar.
You walk in the room, 
And soon I realize,
The sugar needed for my coffee,
Is you. 
The day we made it official,
Coffee was there,
And so it is now.
A constant reminder of every cent spent
on coffee for 3 and a half years.
I sure hope more coffee comes along.

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Form of Poetry

Free verse

Author: Eva McDonald
My name is Eva, I am 18 years old and challenge myself to write in everyday situations. My head is my biggest book. I write freeverse poetry on Hello Poetry, and I am pretty sure it's getting some love. I came up through hard times and continue to struggle, but that does not stop it only inspires me.


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