Repugnance

I could have sworn we were infinite

Sworn by my own bleeding heart

But now the procrastination

Bubbles in my throat.

Can I do this?

It's me versus you and the world

Repugnance shall rain down on my head.

Will I do this?

I have one friend

To help me through, help you through.

I am repentant.

The End

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