Scentrifugal
Synesthesia of the Soul
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Green told me he hates you
July is the righthand corner
I see Wednesday on the side
One is not that lonely, but he won’t admit it
(He likes to brag about his fame)
The seasons are circles
Have you ever seen something so beautiful
As colors dancing on the notes
My mind is the music
My thoughts can’t stop singing
Play me Bach and I see shades of green and yellow
Whispering "hello"
Phosphorescent
Iridescent
Bioluminescent
Fluorescent
Effervescent
ssssssssssss
Ah! Ah!
The words are velvet on my tongue
Slinking ever so scentually
Can you scentse it?
Scent-
sation-
al
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