Unconsciousness by Nathan Vienneau

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Dec 2012

Sweet smell of cyanide
Into my nares
Death flows freely
Around in the air
Hurled into space
Somewhere out there
Feelings removed
Sensory obscured
Carcass aroused
Comatose no more

Written by

Nathan Vienneau Calgary

(Calgary)

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