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 May 2016 Lady Narnia
A Embers
Your ghostly presence dwells in every corner
Of this house
Sauntering pass
Screeching my name
As pearl like eyes stare through me
Whispering eerie confessions
From starved lips
Claiming, I, am yours
Yet your hollow words wither and fall
Scattered amongst the ashes
Of all we used to be.

— The End —