ATDs (Affectionately Transmitted Diseases)

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I feel nothing; unaffected,

I approached love naive, unprotected.

Deep, raw, skin-to-skin contact - infected: with the disease.

Why didn't you tell me?

Symptomatic evenings, no prescription, much pain and lonely weekends.

Who will run a 5K marathon on my behalf or wear a colored ribbon just cuz' I'm hurtin'?

Find me a cure, because you did this...

My heart: broken, scarred and weakened, but

I feel nothing; unaffected.

ATDs

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