it's night like this where ghosts follow only my shadow.
dragging. biting. snarling.
you're so close behind me, your pale skin untouched.
love. trust. blindness.
infinity.
in your voice.
i'll take you straight to the grave.
how did i once find solace in something so hollow?
i ache to feel as naive as the winter months had made me.
now my skeletons picked,
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