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Floral Scented

A floral scent dances around me,
Carried by the Wind on the cusp of an Angel,
Soothing, breathing, living on within.
Darkness shines only but a little
Fading into the winding clock work expression.
Dare one say but so much out of fear,
To drown in the hatred of what's to come.
Free Flights Fall
dizzying down darkness of eternal pain,
shallow'd by the appearance of herself.
Discolored coloration of waves,
feet doth barely touch...
but it feels so good.
Great bursts of heart beats cause loss of breath,
while collapsing backwards into the arms of the afterlife.
The body doth die,
The spirit doth run free,
but the feelings linger..
a forgotten memory of a floral scent.

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