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Xio Feb 26
I move, it moves, it follows tight, It shifts, it sways, just out of sight.
But when I left, it stayed behind, And in its place, I’m trapped inside
Xio Feb 26
I hear the steps, the distant sound, Yet when I turn, there’s nothing found.
But something’s breathing, soft and slow—It knows my name. It lets me know.
Xio Feb 26
They vanished fast, left me behind, A living ghost, just not the kind-
That haunts the halls and slams the door, but one that no one sees anymore.
Xio Feb 26
They swore they’d care, they swore they’d stay, then loved me most, once I decayed.
Xio Feb 26
I turned to flee, but froze instead, For where I stood, my body bled.
My breath was gone, my voice was too—And death just sighed, “I followed you.”
Xio Feb 26
The night is cold, the moon is high, A shadow moves, it breathes a sigh.
You turn to run, but feet won't go, The whisper calls—you'll never know.
Xio Feb 26
A smile so sweet, a heart so black, they stab your spine, then pat your back.
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