this killing madness

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am sleepless tonight to the core of my gravely suffocating heart in speechless pains
your sly and sweet revenge on my heavy clogging bosom now in flames
your words still float in the scents of curious petrichor, my senses ache aloud for a rain of completion
why do you desert me halfway, pillows are in ash as they bury down the explosive yearns and heat of lunacy
neither can live nor die, as you kill me invisibly in infinite installments

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