Living proof of the undead,
Yet no-one will believe,
That what she is, is but a corpse,
A lonely soul who cannot leave.

Burning in her non-existence
In the past she’d long to break free,
She’d scream and she’d shout but she soon found out,
That nobody cares and no-one can see.

So now she floats lost in the dark,
The flames of this world eating away at her soul,
Not long it will be until she disappears,
Faded away into her icy black hole.

And not even a memory shall remain,
In the darkness of the night,
For she never lived and no-one believed,
In the truth of her eyes and her now murdered sight.


another about the spirit world :-P

 
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