Short poem by Smothered Divine

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Dec 2022

Short poem

Tread lightly,
Hollowed souls haunt these grounds.
Breathe in,
Taste their decay on your tongue.

Written by

Smothered Divine 18/F/Where minds go to dream

(18/F/Where minds go to dream)

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