a rose blooms in fetid decay

my mind races
a consolidation of
unfortunate truth
leaving scabs
on this pockmarked soul
oozing pus
down the surface
of monochromatic hell
an inverse prism
of indentured sorrow
painblossoms
in flowery script

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