smell

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smells of him slithering into my body
spreading from my nose to my toes
polluting me like a disease

fragrances coaxing me to my demise
blinding me from intentions
freeing me from the pressures of him

scents surround me, whispering
his name pouring from their maws
murmuring lies of his love

odors foul like the dead invade me
the angelic schemes persuading
my skeletons to the light

stenches fall flat on your arrival
confidence in true tenderness for each
bring enough courage to reveal a horrid heart

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