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Asmita Ray
Poems
Aug 27
My Beloved
Your cold body drifts away
Far from the hapless shore
Far from my wretched hope
I once held so close
Your blood still stained my hand
No matter, how fast I ran--
Your ghost haunted my dreams, my reality
And warped it into a spectral entity.
#chilling
#gothic
#dark
#sad
#ghost
#haunting
Written by
Asmita Ray
15/F/India
(15/F/India)
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