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I am the haunted
Misery is the bed I sleep in
Shadows wake me as I lay paralyzed
No face I carry, but only the scar of your hatred
I am the haunted
A holy land that burns on through the night
Empty affectation of pain, I walk in the battle of my thoughts
My gravestone is what I bear as a reminder
I am the haunted
Shadows wake me as I lay paralyzed
No face I carry, but only the scar of your hatred
I am the haunted
A holy land that burns on through the night
Empty affectation of pain, I walk in the battle of my thoughts
My gravestone is what I bear as a reminder
I am the haunted
Published 12th Sep 2024
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13th Sep 2024 9:16am
'the scar of your hatred' - excellent expression that tells everything without using too many words.
Haunting and well written piece!
Haunting and well written piece!
13th Sep 2024 10:08am
Thank you again my gracious friend. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.
13th Sep 2024 11:39am
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