Buncombe
I am the vomit
Greed Devoured
But couldn’t keep down
Dogs of desperation
Lick me up
Digest and **** me out
This piece of ****
Undisposed, and exposed
This ****
The only rose
In rows
Of dead
Screaming flowers
Reek of ****
As they decompose.
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