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May 2015
she smelled wonderfully sad,
the salt from her tears and the floral scent of her hair
somehow combined into a heavenly aroma i couldn't get out of my nose,
that reminded me of spring depression,
*as if i were collapsing in a field of wildflowers next to the ocean.
for alex westerfield, who smells exactly like this. you're perfect and i love you
silas
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silas  21/M/lost in the dream
(21/M/lost in the dream)   
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