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Her Viral Weapon

When she asked him
Why he wouldn’t stop staring deep into her eyes
He said he loved the vision of himself he saw there.

She believed him
Loving him back
With all she had.

So that was how she got the virus
The incurable one
Just before he left her.

Now she won’t stop at him
Every man that wishes
Will surely share it with her.

When you ask her why she does it
She swears,
“I was an angel before I met him.”

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