Meet me at my worst agony
Witness the worst of me
Judge the hell out of me
Leave me there and quit.
Meet me at the end
When I have seen everything
Express whatever you want
Just be real
Don't try to pretend
Meet me when I stink
Stink of poverty
Stink of despondency
Stink of vulnerability
Please inhale
Don't kill yourself by stagnating.
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Author:
himanshu (
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Comments1
I hear the message loud and clear take me at my worst not when I am washed and perfumed. Love it well said
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