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Feel, Touch, Smell
I can feel it on my skin.
Sitting and oozing,
And dripping down
Down
Down.
If I touch it,
It stays on my hand,
Unless I lick it off.
No matter what though
The best part is the smell
It smells so good
And then slowly decays
It then fills the nostrils
With its stench
But I can’t help but smile.
It smells warm,
And of iron.
Slowly as I watch
It changes
To liquid copper.
It’s taste is sweet on my lips,
And it stains my teeth.
Oh,
Nothing compares to the taste,
The wonderful taste,
Nor the smell,
Nor the feeling,
Of blood in my mouth,

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