You are the dagger that slits through my throat
the urge that tears my ribcage open to devour my heart
untamed, like a beast out of its rage
consumes me as a plague
heaven is still in your arms in spite of all
so bright and full of bites and bliss
will my absence haunt you too?
along with my flaunt fur.
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