In the dead of night
When its black as my soul
Thats when they come
They haunt my mind

Whispers in my ear
From just behind
Ghostly touches tease
I once held dear

I never sleep any
Dreams of you torture
In wake I see you
You're staring back at me

Eyes so shocking
Lips made of poison
Kisses that could kill
Your smile is mocking

A tale so tragic
 
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