Skunk Love
Skunk Love
Your love is a bunch of fake fraudulent misleads,
You smeared your skunky scent to soften me,
I did not want us to be foe?
'Coz I knew love fills the vacuum hurt of the past tides,
Though past can never be completely erased.
Get over it, and erase it off,
Don't bliss me with the pot of your craft,
Don't enchant me with a portrait smile on your face,
Your scent chokes me, get over it.
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