The ghost is already here.
Haunting me. He came back.
Won’t be going anywhere until I ask him to.
And he’s staying here.
Because, once again, I can’t let him go.
My favourite fantasies are now available,
So my nights will be a constant stream of tears.
Such a thin line between madness and sanity.
So sinister and sweet.
1 comentario:
Esto que escribiste me suena de algún lado; no puedo recordarlo. Si se te ocurrió a vos estás a un paso de una manía persecutoria paranormal.
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