Toxicity I am the piercing sun and the stagnant air Of a different, far more foreign place A child's wail and the mother's embrace Symbols of love, hatred, space The silent echo of your lost lover's kiss The lingering feel of their final embrace Loud, peeling cries from your emptied heart Whispered memories Were long ago replaced
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