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Feb 2014
Your blood smells different
from mine
when I cut myself.
It's not ******, it's an experiment.
I want to see if
everybody's blood smells different
from mine
when I cut myself.
Her blood was musky
like it had just had ***.
Yours was sharper... Tangy.
Sour almost.
It smelled like something you'd mix with *****
if you were looking to get
really ****** up.
Hers smelled like it was just about to light a cigarette.
Wrote this one a little while back. Trying to get back into the swing of writing and posting.
Nora Agha
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