The spine-chilling tune of the piano echoing round the empty room,
A chandelier that dances to this musical psithurism and formidable tune,
I look around my surroundings like a loon,
And discover there's no window in the room.
Yet a chill wind passes by,
Sending shivers up my spine,
The fear that grips me clings to me like a vine,
All of this makes me want to cry,
As the wall bleeds out words in gothic handwriting,
"There's no going back, once you're in, no out.
All you can do is wander about,
But you need to know that, the heart of a ghost is frightening.
You fell into that trap - called love."
A/N
xD this is Halloweenish like and it's December but whatever.
I write when I get inspiration. The first time I heard that song was at the end of "The Adams Family"
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شِعرLonely thoughts, Spoken by a dormant soul, Emotions rethought, By a Quiescent, soft spoken soul Copyrights 2020, Christianah Oluseye a.k.a wild_imaginatorII No part of this publication may be adapted, printed, sold, or converted into an audio or vid...
