got back home
and this ''Butterfly' song still buzzes into my head
why i chose to listen to it , still haven't figure it out. . .
... a smell that you cannot sense any more
bewildered...you only can remember how it used to be
oh, the odour grasps me from the neck
and drives the soul into my throat
where the traces of this smell lay
...a smell that you cannot sense any more
its already part of your skin
and in a while part of your inner
once upon a time
it used to keep you warm
now out in the cold autumn
is not by you any more
you dont feel the difference with the remains
the odour its all over from now on
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