Haunt me

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Haunt me,
With your wicked words,
The only love that I miss is yours,
Now dead, a shadow of what used to be.

Trick me,
With your wicked ways,
I'll always fall for your acts,
And what I wouldn't give to hear you tell me to close my eyes once again.

Treat me,
With your wicked hatred,
A casket of what used to be love,
And a grave of what used to be romance.

Haunt me,
Any day you like,
Your name carved into my soul,
With a deadly knife.

Haunt me,
Your voice enough,
To revive my feelings,
So beautiful and wickedly pure.

Haunt me,
With your deadly eyes,
Unforgettable and beckoning,
Luring me to the end of my days.

Haunt me,
My secret ghost.
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October 2019, Halloween

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