

Ghost of the pastI wake up in a sweat... The last images were a fret...Ghost of the past
The dreams of past, Were never meant to last... Though they still appear, The ghost i see is what i fear...
Night and night and night again, I try so hard to forgive their sin, And though i cannot forget, The morning i will regret...
These images in my head, Revitalized in my bed... My dream to kiss you so devine, And the pain inside is still alive...
My eyes begin to show my pain, And tears of salt make their way, To have you is my dream again, And for this i
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I'm not dreaming I exist where my body is but meantime, I'm everywhere!
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Happy holidays!
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I invite you to my gallery [link]
zzzzzzz
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~Casfe
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"To feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral,to swing on the spiral of our divinity & still be a human. Spiral out. Keep going.." Tool - Lateralus
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