From time to time
a wave of your scent
Suffocates my senses.
Choking for a fresh breath
I close my Dewey eyes.
It’s Nauseating.

I see your face
on the faces of Strangers
and people I’ve known for
only a minute.
I wish I could hold my blink for
a split second longer.

your voice
is a sound I Never
want to hear a second time,
I always find myself
answering back to the same
Menacing tone in others.

I wonder if it’s my Fault
for my choices of men.

I can’t escape your type.
This is my Hell.
Is it me?
It’s all of you.

Go away
and Leave the Nice girl Alone.


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