I've missed you, thinking of days past.
I couldn't escape utter silence.
I intentionally revoked certain knowledge, standing on the steps of an haunted house.
A paper skeleton hung from the door, a ghost of broken promise.
Detachable limbs.
Threatening to call the police to interrupt a shot of tequila.
A certain ghoul, tequila.
Recollecting involuntary disgust.
The look of your eye.
Full, chocolate.
The horror heard from your voice. A sudden shriek shrouded by excessive need.
My world slowed, haunted by your everlasting stare.
That Insidious scene played once again.
The cruelty of silence.
A ghoulish thing, the haunting of something no longer there.
Please I beg of you, next Halloween reconsider dressing as a ghost.
I'll miss you even more
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 1:43 AM UTC
I've missed you, thinking of days past.
I couldn't escape utter silence.
I intentionally revoked certain knowledge, standing on the steps of an haunted house.
A paper skeleton hung from the door, a ghost of broken promise.
Detachable limbs.
Threatening to call the police to interrupt a shot of tequila.
A certain ghoul, tequila.
Recollecting involuntary disgust.
The look of your eye.
Full, chocolate.
The horror heard from your voice. A sudden shriek shrouded by excessive need.
My world slowed, haunted by your everlasting stare.
That Insidious scene played once again.
The cruelty of silence.
A ghoulish thing, the haunting of something no longer there.
Please I beg of you, next Halloween reconsider dressing as a ghost.
I'll miss you even more
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