Ghost Whispers
Shimmering over the
Lake
Stuck here for eternity
Seperated
From their soul
Torn
Like a silver flitting
Shadow
Moonlight flowing through
Transparent
Limbs
Cold chilling
Careful not
To show
Oneself
A mirage of
Imagination
Told about at
Campfires
Chasing the
Sinner for
Revenge on their
Death
