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Xio Feb 27
They loved me bright, they loved me wild, until my light was not their style.
Xio Feb 26
I locked the doors, I shut them tight, I hid away, I killed the light.
But through the cracks, so thin, so wide, I heard him laugh, "You cannot hide."
Xio Feb 26
A crack above, so thin, so wide, It calls, it pulls, it yawns inside.
The sky is wrong, the stars aren’t true—And now it’s reaching down for you.
Xio Feb 26
I move, it moves, it follows tight, It shifts, it sways, just out of sight.
But when I left, it stayed behind, And in its place, I’m trapped inside
Xio Feb 26
I hear the steps, the distant sound, Yet when I turn, there’s nothing found.
But something’s breathing, soft and slow—It knows my name. It lets me know.
Xio Feb 26
They vanished fast, left me behind, A living ghost, just not the kind-
That haunts the halls and slams the door, but one that no one sees anymore.
Xio Feb 26
They swore they’d care, they swore they’d stay, then loved me most, once I decayed.
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