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At the edge of our senses
light from the sun and his sister
is dancing at the limit
of our vision.
Somewhere
down in the abyss,
in between the brain's wrinkles
our memories from passed time
is crying for attention.
We barerly hear them,
but they're still there, clear as sunlight.
There is the scent
of dead bodies
from our past lives
where we all have a part or two stuck in them
still knowing
what corpses smells like.
A touch
of the edge
of he universe
is a part
of our dreams.
We just tend to forget them.
But we can't forget.
We just leave these pictures, these touches
in the abyss of our brain's wrinkles.
Reupload because of freaky glitch.
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Kairuo Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Wow that was really good! =D
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SporeDiatrymisss Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you very much! ^^
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