I sat with your ghost today…
He stared at me, with nothing to say…
I gazed back in a different way…
My begging eyes whisper, “Stay.”
Left with fingertips recalling May…
Wary is the game witches play…
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes
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I sat with your ghost today…
He stared at me, with nothing to say…
I gazed back in a different way…
My begging eyes whisper, “Stay.”
Left with fingertips recalling May…
Wary is the game witches play…
-Madamchryzl-
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