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Apr 28
He never left my mind
Though I see a different light
Distorted this time
It's hard to pick out what's the sight
A person or a monster
Such a mystery he is
But I want him next to me
For regardless that's how he exists
Like a brother who has died
He somehow is dear to me
Even when he kind of tried
To rip my soul away from me
Such as he has lost his heart
He still isn't that apart
For he's here, I wonder if I'm there
Haunted me
But here I am rewriting thoughts
Though my mind is not the same
Less distraught and now I'm dead
At least now my heart is tamed
I just feel like he is here
yet I don't feel I am there
kind of feel a bit insane
but is that the trick of the game
Haunted soul, I feel I am
Rocking, shifting, am I ******
What did happen to little old me
Haunted soul hunted by grief
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EmperorMoth  20
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