Nausea

I’ve pushed people away
Many of them here are a part of a photo
A memory or a place
But how a sudden smell, a sudden voice
Can feel so prickly and teary eyed not wanting to deal with anyone or anything
Be at a distance and never get involved
Smile as much but only your inner soul knows
Rewinding tapes of events people places
I’m done with myself of my traces

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