I am the virus.
I need to be contained.
My venom spreads with every word I say.
I am the virus.
I wish I was contained.
The spikes are taken out of the wheels and I’m definitely not sane.
I am the virus.
You’ll wish I was contained.
I’ll make your every word the last one in this endless game.
I was the virus.
I’m all alone.
Not that I regret your number calling on my phone.
I was the virus.
I followed your decree.
Now your head sits alone on my bare knee.
Powerful poem Eloise. 🙂
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Thank you 🌸
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Very chilling. I wonder if the virus thought out what would happen if there were no other humans to infect. it might want to slow down.
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Or maybe it enjoys being the only one left. Maybe, it doesn’t realise that it is, ultimately, it’s own worst enemy.
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So true.
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