Ghostess



You haunt me, do you know

The days sailing past
The nights wailing fast

I feel it start, to slow

Once I loved you more
Than most
Dreaming of before
I lost
You, Dear Ghost ~•



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-09-06 at 02:19

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