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Mar 2017
unwashed t-shirts
soaked in your intoxicating scent,
litter my bedroom floor.
they ooze memories of you,
and poison the air
with the aroma of forbidden love.
the familiar fragrance
once comforting and warm,
is
slowly
suffocating
me.
Leigha Fabian
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Leigha Fabian
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