Fingertips

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Darkness has ripped a broken grip

Damp

The smell of tears the familiar fragrance

They dripped

Softness filled the air

Scared

I felt death in this unseen glair

The scent of pain scaled the room and left marks on walls trails bad trip mushrooms

And she blooms to blossom a radiance that only I can smell

And she scales a lingering musk that only she can smell

Searching through darkness for 22 years, I feel the sun only through my ears

Patterns unimagined, heart beating through me and so I feel life

Through my fingertips

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