'Abattement' Poem by Shania K. Younce

'Abattement'



She twirled until she was dizzy.
He layed with a fever.
They clinging to each other.
Their hearts beating like drums.
Then their hearts slowing almost to death.
Their skin hot to the touch.
Then their skin almost entirely frozen.
They knowing the feeling of putrid.
For they ailments unknown to ye.
They do share the word abattement.

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The word abattement is french. The title translations of Abattement: weakness, faintness, dejection, and braggart. Please comment at will and with honesty.
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