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Odoriferous
I miss the smell of misery
how it lingers on everything
sometimes, not all time
but definitely sometimes
I fuck myself over
just to get a whiff
of all the unpleasantness,
once the sent rolls in
I'm like look what I did
and then I hate myself
all over again.
Everything fucking reeks.
how it lingers on everything
sometimes, not all time
but definitely sometimes
I fuck myself over
just to get a whiff
of all the unpleasantness,
once the sent rolls in
I'm like look what I did
and then I hate myself
all over again.
Everything fucking reeks.
Published 20th Nov 2015
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Anonymous
20th Nov 2015 3:34am
Misery, an enticing fragrance... Excellent write Nikki!
20th Nov 2015 5:32am
20th Nov 2015 6:04am
20th Nov 2015 11:07am
I understand this poem having suffered from Automatic Self Sabotage for years.
It doesn't cheer me to read this or admit my failings but, today, it's what I need.
Thanks Nikki
It doesn't cheer me to read this or admit my failings but, today, it's what I need.
Thanks Nikki
20th Nov 2015 2:58pm
I've never seen anyone admit to this...... I've been told I like to play martyr in order to keep hurting myself. I always thought it ridiculous, but now I see this exists.
Powerful ink.
Powerful ink.
21st Nov 2015 1:17pm
yah, there is indeed such an ass'pect of our selfs...........good tosee ye writing here again
