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Haunting me when I'm weakest You wrap my heart in icy tendrils Waiting for me to break and succomb Your grip is firm yet fleeting Flighty as the wind direction Invisible as the sky
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 8:43 PM UTC
Ghosts
Haunting me when I'm weakest You wrap my heart in icy tendrils Waiting for me to break and succomb Your grip is firm yet fleeting Flighty as the wind direction Invisible as the sky
Olivebird
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22/F/American
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 8:43 PM UTC
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