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If silence had a scent, it would smell like...
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Tv static.
Okay, I know tv static doesn’t have a smell, but I’m certain that people would know what I’m talking about if I was to tell them that silence smells like Tv static. Or perhaps minerals in the water. They’re all the same thing, really.
Or maybe silence smells like a bad conversation at dinner where your mother tell you she’s leaving. Maybe silence has the same smell as my mother’s perfum...
Hardwood floors, coated with the fading scent of Murphy’s oil. The bedroom fan sits silently above head. You can smell the dust that coats the books that stand upon the bookshelves, and outside the windows almost every single one of the leaves are settled on the ground, the trees nearly barren at this point. The windowsill littered with the dried husks of dead flies, having fought in vain to escap...
A bakery, with its freshly baked cakes and pastries. The warmth and sweetness emanating from each window, exiting through the chimney to tickle the noses of everyone who walks by. The aroma, so inviting even the most cynical of humans can't help but feel glimmers of joy. Memories flow through the minds of many as they gather the whiffs of the sugar and dough in to their nostrils. No need for speak...
Out of my reach—that’s where he always is. I sprint along the paths he crossed, into the woods, out of the fields, chasing him through places only we know. Sometimes I lose sight of him, just for a moment, and when I do, he’s nothing but a speck of dust on the horizon. Even when he’s near, within my line of sight, I can never touch him. He makes sure of that.
But I never miss the chance to look a...
If silence had a scent it would smell like fresh cookies
And baked brownies
Because when the anger of the night consumes me far more than I would wish
I bake
I beat the yolks of my irritation
Into the powder of my sadness
Until the whites of my clenched fists are well combined with the all-purpose fields of my unbloomed dreams
I throw the water from the tears I never let out into the mixt...
Chapter One
The city was quiet in that way only the dead of night could offer. Hope crouched on the rooftop, her breath steady, eyes locked on the target moving below. One shot, clean and precise—that was all it would take. She never missed. The weight of the silenced pistol in his hand was familiar, almost comforting, like an old friend who knew his darkest secrets. She had ten seconds before th...
If silence had a scent, it would smell like smoke filling the air and your lungs. It feels like the world is falling apart and I can't grasp reality. I want to stand up and make them stop but it would only make it worse. They're like snakes slithering around in my consciousness. - I'm going through some stuff right now and I'm going to take a break. ...
if silence had a scent, it would smell like you
it would smell like your perfume
your bed sheets
your washing powder
your favourite foods
your house
because to me
you are silence
although you speak to me
you never really do
do you?
your silent
i can see the thoughts you keep inside
i can hear your shame
smell your silence
if silence had a scent it would be you
and even though it makes me sick, the...
roses drippimg drops of chloroform into my
eyes nose mouth ears
blood leaking from every crevice in my skin,
dents left by my nails
drugging me with your words and dragging me
to hell with your love
wrapping your arms around me,
promises flooding out of your mouth and filling my
stupid nonsensical mind
_gullible_
old wounds have since sealed but you threaten
to tear open the stitches and twirl...
If silence had a scent, it would carry the delicate, crisp fragrance of a morning mist, untouched by noise or movement. It would smell like fresh air after rain, clean and light, with faint notes of pine or cedar from distant forests. There might be a subtle hint of cool stone, like the inside of a cave, blending with the softness of fallen leaves. Silence would smell pure and calming, with a whis...
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