A blur

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Goddammit

Everything is spinning

Even you

I cannot focus on one thing

It's all blurry

I cannot fathom

What is what

Is it really you,

Or is it a copy?

Someone with the smell

Of cheap cologne

And toxic cigarettes

Please take off the mask

Which you have created

With false truths

And venom laced words

Your smell is choking me

I cannot breathe

And still

I can only breathe

When I smell you

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