“unscented poem”

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what is this says to U

what is always true

what U have seen

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what U have been through

how bad U want to quit

how bad to say goodnight

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instead of listening to stupidity

not U’r own

from nothing U have ever done

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but to the pee brained twigs

souled to a hole in the wall

with puppet strings taught

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they sing songs of vile scents there predacious smell

and insist on continuing the same hell from

deep inside of their no brained spell

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so this jibbering and jabbering

can’t get a breath of fresh air

can’t get a breath to breath

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when will all the evil leave

leave, just freaking leave me

leave me to the saint i am

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still cursing and my desire for a woman healthy

relationship ties… and not know how no longer

so in none i try… though i want to

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with all the wonderful love met and wished to get

if in the depth of what it is in it’s fullest meaning

to therapy in the throws of being held

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see U maybe next time… maybe on the other side 

maybe just in a nick of time

whatever a nick is

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unscented poem