Oh my god, I needed this
he looked so good
clean
smelled good
unique.
potent.
comforting smell
so much sweet
and always bad
Oh my god, I like him so much
I just love the smell of old books
everything about him, perfect
from his body to personality, lifestyle
and the way he smoked his cigarette
the smell of something new
it could have been me
but....
I gave that book to someone else
by not completely surrendering
but he already brought me
by not being confident enough with voice
we were breaking up
because he could not hear me
but I heard him
something that grips you in like him
grabbed so fast before you know it
I live. die. murder for him
now we have tributes to our love that wasn't strong to last
I was always waiting it was your call
until you know
it's always about money.
-mary of silence
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