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The Air Near My Fingers

My jolted sense
Your passing
leaves the
space you
once took
tingling

Waving at
the dyed
scents I'm
making
the swirls
and whorls
expand and
collapse upon
each other

Tiny drops of
your mood
condense
in the air
near my
fingers
as I try
to keep
gripping
at the
breaths
you took

Author notes

sorry if its no good (I've been in a kinda funk recently)

A contest entry

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  • The Otep
    October 27
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    One word that I can only think of
    BEAUTIFUL!

  • MirrorIrorriM
    October 17
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    I liked this one, and don't think it's much of a funk product.


  • Leanna-bean
    October 17

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    No I actually really like this...I really like the way it looks to very nice for my eyes...Thank you so much for taking the time to enter my contest and good luck to you my friend!!!