dancing with hatred and true fear

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
my fears nightmares and hatred

Submitted: May 16, 2012

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The sickening smell appears on your breath again. Fear washes over me like the hot water during a shower at the end of a long day. Memory’s of my fear filled past come back and strike me with a force causing me to lose my breath. Hatred, anger fear sadness everything but forgiveness and happynice engulf me like the flames of an on controlled forest fire. You beg for me to forgive and forget but the only think I focus on coming from your mouth is the smell of fresh alchol. The smell plays and dances on the end of your tongue like the flame from an open lighter. I begin to cry and run leaving you in my past or atleast attempting to.


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