The spectre of your beauty
lingers on.
Fragile,
light as whispers.
Barely audible.
Underground I run,
where all of our promises
came undone.
If I am your shadow,
you must be the sun.
The spectre of your beauty
lingers on.
Brittle,
thin as whiskers.
Barely visible.
The burden of obsession
drags me through
the altar of confession
cannot free me from you.
lingers on.
light as whispers.
Barely audible.
where all of our promises
came undone.
If I am your shadow,
you must be the sun.
lingers on.
thin as whiskers.
Barely visible.
drags me through
the altar of confession
cannot free me from you.
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