I can taste the disappointment
Dripping off of your skin
Like salt water and fish oil
Like vinegar and gin
I can see it seeping from your pores
Radiating from your soul
I can feel it in every fiber of my being
I can feel it getting cold
Just come out and say it
Before I even come out and say it
You can see it and I can feel it
Like a rainbow of pure shit
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365 Days of Ashes (Part Two)
PoetryWattpad only allows 200 parts. I require 365, so here is the second half of my 2017
