Disease

Tara M. Clapper

I thought that I was your disease
Seeping into your irregular heartbeat
So like mine.
And maybe I was your poison
Wrapped in blossoms that day
Under the tree.

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Tara M. Clapper is a freelance writer living in the Philadelphia area. The author steadily produces material for content sites and private clients while pursuing a Masters in Publishing part time. Tara s...  View profile

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