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Afflictive
Your afflictive aura retains a mystery,
inflicting on me aches of misery.
Your words are blistery,
and you smile back as if you have had some victory!
I find myself tangled in your enigma
like a moth in the spider’s web.
To me you’re a stigma!
Every reason I’ve given you was a misstep!
inflicting on me aches of misery.
Your words are blistery,
and you smile back as if you have had some victory!
I find myself tangled in your enigma
like a moth in the spider’s web.
To me you’re a stigma!
Every reason I’ve given you was a misstep!
Published 15th Feb 2019
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