Spring

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My heart in vernal solstice
Tears the center of my soul
As equinoctial maelstroms
Rip apart my very core
My life’s a gaping aperture
As my blood does defecate
Everything about you
I purge myself to sate

With days becoming longer
My nights won’t seem as dark
As spring breaks the horizon
My throes within depart……

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