10-01-2016, 11:12 PM
I picked up her habits
like candy wrappers on the ground,
frowning from a sense of obligation
and disgust.
I didn't throw them out
when she left.
Now I'm rotting with the filth,
and the stench is worse than a skunk
in heat.
like candy wrappers on the ground,
frowning from a sense of obligation
and disgust.
I didn't throw them out
when she left.
Now I'm rotting with the filth,
and the stench is worse than a skunk
in heat.

