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Sep 2019
A polyamorous plague
defined by a sharpness in the spine,
paints a night sky's view
reflecting the grotesque hue
which only your heart could produce.

Draining infected sweat
from tainted sheets,
every petal succumbs
until the flower wilts.
Collapsed under the weight of your disease.
Written in September 2019.
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