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you fill me

with a subtle essence

that i can no longer

breathe without,

at times

with your absence

you can suddenly

take it away

without cruel deliberation

the poisons of jealousy

that corrodes all logic

would diffuse into my nostrils

leaving me

gasping

wrecked with a terrible pain

almost physiologic

violent, in its rage

as i let my greed for you

consume me

i die slow deaths

in this sick carousel

yet still, i will my lungs to fight

for each breath,

to unlearn this reflex

to fight the venomous pain

of this self-inflicted hell

i saturate myself

with your presence

and yearn for the antidote

to take effect