I smell of a lady
That I surely once knew
From the length of her hair
To the snapple of her shoe
My it takes me back,
When love grew for days
Is it just a void
Or perhaps another place
I’m sure I can remember
My, the smell from that scarf
I smell of a past
The sweetest breath by far
Fragrances
Fragrances
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- Written by: Spells
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