Haunting

Don’t look at me,
With those eyes,
Eyes that bore into my soul,
Don’t speak to me,
With that voice,
The voice that I hear whispering in the wind,
Don’t touch me,
You don’t need to,
I still feel your presence here

Haunting me,
I can still feel you alive,
Your heart,
Pounding in my head,
Do you remember me?
Lost for so long,
Or am I just a faded memory?
A name in your list of conquests

Oh how I long for the deep sweet dreaming,
The goddess of imaginary light,
My heart bleeds,
My wounds cry for the grave,
My soul cries for deliverance,
So I go,
Go to my death,
Go to sweet peace,
Peace that I’ve longed for so much.
Ever since you left

 

 

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