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EXIT.

It’s not easy being filthy.    
   
Women warn their daughters of me  
while their husbands  
lost in ecstasy  
wrap the sheets  
around my throat  
strangling  
the shame  
of infidelity.  
       
My lips tremble
and my sinuses burn      
constantly, like I've drank      
bottles of bleach.
       
Can you believe    
I’m their favorite drink?  
 
They swallow me whole;  
my pain, deep and swelling    
in their chests  
like the midnight sobs    
that I cannot suppress.
Written by SychophanticSlag
Published | Edited 7th Oct 2012
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