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julius
Poems
Jan 2023
A scrapped poem for my lover
a rotten hole
in heart that has died
suddenly fills with butterflies
leaves that quiver
flowers that bloom
from the ruins
of the tomb
from the carcass
grows green vines
whoβs bitter grapes
make sweet wine
everythingβs gone wrong
nothing is right
and yet we kiss
and hold tight
to frail hands
and battered bones
until the end
until everything goes
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julius
19/M/in a coffin
(19/M/in a coffin)
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