SiredYou read to me tales about lost loveI sing to you poetry that sighs of hate.You caress my skin with tender abundanceWhile purgatory loss sets my heart aflame.Yet ashes don’t burn do they now?An embodiment of carmine words you crave—Inked upon my skin torn pages of a book;Lethal vermin beautiful and bitter—One letter for anotherWe are sired to each other.
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