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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜
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Synaesthesia is a brick in my wall.

"

"Floor" tastes like orange.

The "Ocean" tastes like yellow.

No one understands.

© 2013 Ripped Denim 💜


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Added on October 6, 2013
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Ripped Denim 💜
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