Non-Erotic PoetryGhostNo rattle of chains or evil deeds
Just a gentle reminder of what I was
In limbo following ancient creeds
To be felt or heard without the cause.
It's a gentle reminder of what I was
A shadow of my previous form
To be felt or heard without the cause
A vague remembrance of the norm.
A shadow of my previous form
A sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
A vague remembrance of the norm
A situation never sought.
A sound, a sigh, perhaps a thought
A sob so soft, so full of sorrow
A situation never sought
An emptiness of No Tomorrow.
No rattle of chains or evil deeds
A sob so soft, so full of sorrow
In limbo following ancient creeds
An emptiness of No Tomorrow.
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