Flickerings

Yorke

A ghost of a chance,
A ghostly glance.
A stare.
Do you care?

Look upon my outdated, frustrated,
character trait less version of a body.

You do haunt me tho',
not in my dreams
or late at night, but
when all is well,
when all is right.
when all is bright.

You walk through the vast halls of my mind,
you flicker in the sunshine, i cast no shadow.

  • Author: Yorke (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 28th, 2015 02:50
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