Your lies linger in your breathe,
Glittering in foreign,
Yet so familiar,
Acidic ways before me.
I should have known,
But I didn’t listen to what,
I knew all along,
Refusing to see,
What you really are.
I knew what you are,
The second I laid eyes on you,
The stench of a vile poser,
Intoxicating like a skunks gas,
That you try not to notice,
Radiates into the air around us.
But your sweet eyes,
Shadow all doubt.
Next time I will know better,
Like a wolfhound I will know,
What he is,
Because that stench,
Can’t be covered by lies,
And lies alone,
Can’t be covered by the truth.
Author notes
For poetry elective class. Prompt-smell
It sucks I know blah
What did you think?
Comments
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There are some people that do things that are beyond our understnading and always seem to hurt the ones that they care about just by not doing something as simple as telling the truth thanks for sharing be well
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so sad
When we find out that someone is totally different than we thought they were. This has happened to me before and its not easy. Sometimes it downright hurts. Just hang in there Jadey and dont let them rob you of who you are. God bless you and keep you, Daddy
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It doesn't suck.
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this doesnt suxx, i think its amazing
i really like it alot, haha, go you
kep writting, with love
Stephanie ♥
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