ScentA Poem by FaeryQueenI can smell your scent, From a mile away, I forget the negativity, I put down the blade, I am running, All the way to you, I've lost my sense of touch, I forgot; you're the one to do, I don't wanna objectify, No, I don't wanna subjectify, I just wanna, Watch, as the cars pass by, And now, and now, and noww, What's there to concur about? It's plain, it's plain, it's plain to see, What you, what you made of me, Think about it, Why'd you have to think about it, Don't think about it anymore, I already done broke that door. But distant hummings, And voices that come from inside, Tell me, twist me, make me want to run and hide, And I don't want to be a part of this any more, But I'm used to these strings telling me what to do, I'm used to the chants that tell me hearsay, But that doesn't mean I listen to them anyways, Why is it easy for some people to listen, While I drown in my own incompetence, like, Why I can't be one of your provisions, I, Apologize I apologize, But nowhere will you find another me, Coz you see, I'm unique, As unique as unique can be.
© 2017 FaeryQueen
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Added on August 27, 2017 Last Updated on August 27, 2017 Author
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