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I am dead
What was
is not
the hole in my heart
the scars on my arms
the dreadful thoughts,
longing to be free of this pain,
to see her again,
but she is dead
and I am too.
What was
is not
the hole in my heart
the scars on my arms
the dreadful thoughts,
longing to be free of this pain,
to see her again,
but she is dead
and I am too.
An entire ghost story, with a
An entire ghost story, with a mysterious background left unstated, in just a few lines . . . Bravo!
Seryddwr