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Vaccine

Disease, not without desire.
Vaccine, my heart cast on fire.
To awake without resolution,
surrounded by their lingering pollution.
How I'd like to forget, how I'd love to heal,
yet to be told that terminal is the deal.
My hourglass has filled with snow,
your words just a cold placebo.
My life's the fight, my feelings ballistic,
to realize this is only holistic.
So now to find my strength, now to call out for her.
As she is just over the counter.

Disease, not without desire.
Vaccine, my heart cast on fire.