Choked to Death
I am being strangled by the ghost...
The ghost unseen...
I feel alone...
I feel like the ghost that is unseen...
Is anyone out there...?
Does anyone see me...?
Anyone...?
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The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves. Until one day there are none.
Inverno houra Roselia
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And this, And this, And this, And it means Nothing.