the feeling of smells.

the core of the earth is shaking, and its making my body crumble.
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piece my piece.
let's start something new.
the feeling of summer is running through my, small, tiny, blue veins.
pumping and pumping i can feel my pulse rising through the sky.
jolly ranchers and green popsicles start out our summer,
and i'm in love with you.
these foul memories slow down through my brain,
as opposed to the bike they used to speed on.
these trail of thoughts give me the feeling of envy.
give me everything.
i have the fucking power.
i can feel the smells traveling at light speed through every limb of my body.
shocking every artery i posses.
paint me a FUCKING picture with your feelings.
even if they're not pretty.
they can be ugly, disgusting, feelings.
it would still be a masterpiece.
this tree is green, and fog creeps at the base of it.
im sitting on a bench wondering when the sun will poke through the clouds.
any second now.
i squint, its so beautiful and bright.
can you come with me and take me away to feel the feeling of smells?