Today I awoke
With a scream in my throat
The reminders of you
On the sheets
The print of a torso
Is this far as I know
That feverish hello
Another night of too much sleep
Disease and desire
Disease and desire
Disease and desire
Desire
Some wasting complaint
That was passed on by love
Gods little avenger
Smiles down from above
And I
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