The Virus I Carry
A villanelle of regrets
Discontent infects, a virulent flu
No seeming cure for this evolving strain
In your soul, my resentment breeds anew
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Pure nonsense knocks my composure askew
No cage can my impatience contain
Discontent infects, a virulent flu
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I can’t feel your misery coming through
Sarcasm has become my Novocain
In your soul, my resentment breeds anew
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Pustules of exasperation accrue
Source of unused vaccine along my vein
Discontent infects, a virulent flu
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In your voice, my ire cuts through
Have I branded you with the mark of Caine?
In your soul, my resentment breeds anew
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Can I heal us both before payment comes due?
Or choked our love with a cancerous chain?
Discontent infects, a virulent flu
In your soul, my resentment breeds anew
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
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