A Scent Of You All I need is a scent of you to wrap my breathing despair A forced acknowledgement to hold my aspirations, A collapsing balcony and an even step in the air, I’d gather wind under my flight and make landing an aberration A wicked burst of gentle rays touches the face of day, I’m looking in this massive grey for rhythm to so many doubts, I’m using another sense and finding a different way When all I need is a scent of you to light the peaceful routes. In a bedroom of wallpaper where flowers have attempted to bloom, The walls have turned silent and ignored the bouncing words Our yellow images remain harshly pinned in a closet of doom It opens every time I need a scent of you that hurts There is no saying when this calling would stop The wind on the balcony has definitely shifted to the North I am on the edge of this material scene, I am nothing but a hop, Beneath me is a scent of you that already had set me forth.
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