Scrubbing, Spritzing and Holding

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She can scrub my lipstick from your collar,nude stained when nude,vanished by vanish.God damn it, she tries. She can spritz my perfume from your coats,the virtue of vanilla never appealed to you,in scent or in sex,but god damn it, she tries. She ca...

She can scrub my lipstick from your collar,
nude stained when nude,
vanished by vanish.
God damn it, she tries.

She can spritz my perfume from your coats,
the virtue of vanilla never appealed to you,
in scent or in sex,
but god damn it, she tries.

She can hold you hostage in your home,
hold you to your vows.
More than my lips and candy bling are stained on your soul,
but god damn it, she’ll try.

I wait, painted and perfumed,
for the cautious, callous call.
I start scrubbing and spritzing too,
holding myself hostage,
but in my heart,
I know it’s been too late, for too long,
and God damn it, I’ve tried.

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