Do you smell the bleach?
It's chemical toxicity
Keep out of reach,
The effects aren't pretty
Do you hear the sounds?
It's screaming melody
Keep your voice down
The voices give clarity
Do you feel the lust?
It's ideal drives me nuts
Keep your mouth shut
The lover won't give up
Do you see the madness?
It's thrashing creating sadness
Keep your own happiness
The lover will fill you with greatness.
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Shorts, Poems, and Imagines
Poetry"It's exhausting to fight a war inside your head every single day." -Micki Ann
