The Black Coffee Of My Demon

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id="3c7a">I was sitting next to my demon “What a mess”, he said… “You make me a mess”, I replied “I’m just showing you your realms of emotion”, He then continued, as he started to vanish, Just like dust when you wipe it down Of your furniture, he was wiped Out of my mind.He didn’t finish his coffee, It was black, strong, American coffee You could see it in the coffee, The heartbeats of him living Among the caffeine.I sipped his coffee, He then instant

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ly re-appeared, even uglier I was frightened, my mind was trembling at his sight “Why did you come back, because I drank from your coffee?” He was smiling and started laughing out loud, “That is your coffee…” he replied.Set your mind free and stop calling those demons — I hope you enjoyed this poem, looking forward to reading your challenges as well!Thank you <a href="undefined">𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.</a> for this opportunity</article></body>

Day 1: Delving into the watery realms of emotion #30DayPoetryChallenge

I was sitting next to my demon “What a mess”, he said… “You make me a mess”, I replied “I’m just showing you your realms of emotion”, He then continued, as he started to vanish, Just like dust when you wipe it down Of your furniture, he was wiped Out of my mind.

He didn’t finish his coffee, It was black, strong, American coffee You could see it in the coffee, The heartbeats of him living Among the caffeine.

I sipped his coffee, He then instantly re-appeared, even uglier I was frightened, my mind was trembling at his sight “Why did you come back, because I drank from your coffee?” He was smiling and started laughing out loud, “That is your coffee…” he replied.

Set your mind free and stop calling those demons — I hope you enjoyed this poem, looking forward to reading your challenges as well!