closed my eyes, february 28 '04I closed my eyes before you got any closer. I know it's so cliche but truly, it seemed like if I couldn't see you, then you wouldn't be there. But I felt your prescence from a mile away, and I could smell the stench of some strange emotion lingering on your flesh. The odour was tearing apart my nose, and I needed it to stop. I was contemplating the end of my nose, or your skin's attachment to you. In the end, I chose neither, though, for in a moment the smell overwhelmed me and I was tumbling through time. Strangely, a metaphor turned into reality and I found myself sitting on your shoulders again, and we were both smiling. There was no fear or hatred in our hearts; no distrust and confusion. Doubts were left far behind, in one moment. Something strange happened, though, and somehow I came back to the present time. In a flash, I was there, and the stench was gone. You were gone. What happened when I closed my eyes?
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