The Darker Playground
...strictly fiction...
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Wishes
Your scent has long since faded
Even your voice just a haunting memory
But your eyes still burn
Right to my core
An unforgettable face
That tortures me still
And I've wasted every shooting star
On you since you left
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