Haunt my steps forever
And I shall turn a blind eye
In the company of the forsaken
You shall never hear me cry
Touch the soles of my feet
With your ink stained fingers
And as the moon grows dim
Your warm breath lingers
My forever companion
The wraith upon my back
Your night-eyes alone see all
My void, my lack
I pin you to this paper
With ink and pen stained words
But I do still not dare name you
For then your voice will be heard
Black wings that rest upon me
Covering with midnight’s hue
Cold chill within my veins
Will I never escape you?
Never comes your raven reply
Never solace shall you find
Never will this maw close
Never the whisper leave your mind
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