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Ghostly fingers


at night I slumber ~ sad, alone with my sin
my heart once scarred, now stitched still beats
I breathe, I seem to breathe, but only before dawn


taunting me, haunting me
ghostly fingers trail my skin
for you are here
while you are gone

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