.:: The Spectre's Demise ::.

Emotions clouding the spectre, my ghost,
Of a past long gone and a future remaining,
Silver tears entangle the sight
Of the shadow-made ghost forever fading.
Turning to liquid, seeping through the night,
Flowing away in a stream of my fear,
Daylight slowly melting my heart,
The invisible spectre stealing my tears.



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