Los Sentidos

I was music but she couldn’t hear.
I was with her but she was never here.
I was art but she couldn’t see.
I was plan A but later moved to B.
I was an aroma but she couldn’t smell.
I was in so much pain but I’m doing well.
I was sweet but she couldn’t taste.
I was treasure but treated like waste.
I was love but she couldn’t feel.
I was hurt and now I heal.

DSP.

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