I intoxicatedly howled deleteriously the day you cast down my ardor,
it begets an harrowingly futile throbbing of joyful bitterness,
dredge with dust of unsavory flakes, I grated relentlessly mine asininity,
in bits I infused a cold cuts of love, I live profoundly distress, sleeping.
San Mateo, Rizal
October 10, 2017
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