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Julian Crous Poem
Wake up
Don’t get up
Procrastinate
Hours pass
Self-hate
Wake up
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Twisted mind of fog
Mined love
As explosive as
Burning passion
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Black and white our child
Plenty more to call our own
We won’t be alone
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I call my mind
Full of you
Leaves me,
Less of me
And more of you
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Your Mind so bright
My eyes do burn
For not the light
For you I yearn
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They say that time heals all wounds
Visualise a cup of black coffee
Slowly fill it with water,
Until the water runs clear
I don't like this metaphor
Because the water will still taste like coffee
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