The ghost of you whispers sweet melodies in the breeze
In my tracks I stop, listen closer, then immediately freeze
Your bittersweet voice is once again beckoning; so sweetly calling
Inviting me to join you in eternal falling
I'm too tired and I want to go
Close my eyes and fall like snow
Leave this wretched place
And lay my ashes rest in a vase
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PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...
