Written on - 16 October 2021
Published on - 16 October 2021
NOTE -- italics and normal to be read in different voice....
And bold to be whispered.
I dreamt of a haunted mansion...
I saw...
Raging winds; killer instincts.
Howling and warning.
Smirking stars; betrayer instincts.
Gazing and leaving.
Splotches of blood,
dripping down my arms.
Tiny flecks of love unloved,
on those broken charms.
Dark night; blurry instincts.
Lying and mistaking.
Broken clouds; death instincts.
Mystifying and hypnotizing.
Raging thoughts,
consuming me.
Broken mind distraught,
captivating me.
But then...
I never woke up...
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