My body feels light
My soul no longer mine
I am a doll
A puppet reigned by dread alone
I lie awake,
Desperate to hear the raven caw
Or hear the reaper gulp down souls
I hope she take me with her
Slicing the strings,
that hold my dormant core
Emancipating me,
from the pandemonium around
- Author: Avantika (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 26th, 2024 01:08
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 8
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