ALEX ANTALLY
WRITER
I threw the clothes in the washer
the second I got home,
your smell is all over me,
I take a shower,
followed by a bath,
I threw the clothes in the dryer,
maybe I need to burn them
comes to mind,
but just by looking in the mirror
I see your reflection not mine,
maybe I need to burn myself,
so I can remember who I was.
The clothes are not dry enough.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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