Burial TrailA Chapter by Following FernsI am a dark ghost. I am a shadow of myself. What moves behind your footsteps as you walk, and jumps ahead of the path where you will slip.
I have seen the ice, it's black and blue. Something died, and rests where I am. I tried to cover him with sticks and leaves. A blanket of worthless breath. 1.14.13 11:13
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Added on January 16, 2015 Last Updated on January 22, 2015 AuthorFollowing FernsMIAboutLate night writings Early morning thoughts Midday day dreams Michigan more..Writing
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