Gagging from reek of the My mom’s perfume and hair spray,
Was always a mama’s boy so enduring the smell was Okay,
Except that I’d have to go to school smelling like Lisa did,
So for a bit I was a little uncooler than stinky kid,
And the older kids would call me “faggot boy” when I was only 6,
They said I smelled like a pussy but they were just being dicks…

Hated smelling like those sprays but still let her do it close,
All memories of the one I love most…

I don’t smell like my mom anymore, but I still smell the toxins from her room,
The Bitter sweet aromas that remind me that I’m leaving home soon…
I’m gonna miss it


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