Rose

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Flies adorned my shit-stained walls like polka dots on paint.

The rafflesia's stench trapped in my lungs did make me faint.

I woke up soaked with vomit from someone I didn't know,

Then stepped into a bucket of pernicious yellow snow.

I pulled my foot straight out but then I slipped and tripped and sank,

And settled at the bottom of a year old septic tank.

I suffocated silently, my face couldn't be bluer.

You fell into my life just like a rose into a sewer.

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