derek dudek

Rookie - 17 Points (Milwaukee)

Putrid - Poem by derek dudek

-I can still smell the hatred spewing from your pores-
-positively unimpressed with all my vicious contradictions-
-I AM-





-feel me lie, with every ounce of integrity-

-I AM-

-yours to hold-
-closing in on everlasting-

-TWO of a kind-
\-sacred & relentless-/

-regret the catastrophic elegance of-

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Topic(s) of this poem: jealousy

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 12, 2015

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