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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.
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Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 1:57 PM UTC
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
Ashlyn_Ray
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Ashlyn_Ray
16/F/India
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 1:57 PM UTC
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