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sleep with the dead
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Spectral arms hang
around my shoulders
and off to the side,
a cigarette in their
pale,
bony grasp.
The air smells
of disappointment and
why-did-I-ever's
and
just-one-last-time's
as I come to grips
with the apparitions
inside my head.
She tells me that
I'm ethereal and
I can't help but
believe her,
except when it's me
thinking of
him.
Then she wraps herself
up in the night and says to
"Call me when you want
Me."
around my shoulders
and off to the side,
a cigarette in their
pale,
bony grasp.
The air smells
of disappointment and
why-did-I-ever's
and
just-one-last-time's
as I come to grips
with the apparitions
inside my head.
She tells me that
I'm ethereal and
I can't help but
believe her,
except when it's me
thinking of
him.
Then she wraps herself
up in the night and says to
"Call me when you want
Me."
Inspired by a drawing by wytherwing
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This is great too. ♥_♥
Just saying, I REALLY loved lines 7-14.
Just saying, I REALLY loved lines 7-14.