Ghoul
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One last chordA Poem by GhoulMy heart was the keysher mind was the handsshe played the pianocreating taunting harmoniesAs each finger lands upon the cold surface of my keysthe str.. |
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Past loversA Poem by GhoulThe figure takes shape of a girla girl whom should not speakher hands tangled within the sheetsher feet kicked out to the skyhair falling to the surfa.. |
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Plovers criesA Poem by GhoulHum to the rainsing to the thunderSmile to the wordsGrin to the hateLike a plovers screamthe light of life will beamuntil...until....until.....Until w.. |
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