In the spaces between places,
In the places between spaces,
You'll always find me waiting,
Lurking like a shadow,
Whispering silently "come to me",
Beckoning boldly.
You always come in the end,
Too curious for your own good,
Because you need to know,
Just what I am,
Never content in what you have.
In the end,
You seek what you do not know,
And who am I,
You ask,
But the unknowable void,
Because what am I but the Unknown
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The Love and Horror Here
PoésieA collection of poems I've written from 2014 - 2024. Mainly about love and relationships or horror/creepy situations
