Holding on to Life


I do not feel
your immediate pain
but I feel the effect,
the bite of its sting.
Its wretched fangs sunk in deep.
In the flesh,
tasting our blood.
After that first taste,
like a raging addict
making countless returns
to steal your life from mine.

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