Ghost My mind fell down a hole. Deep and dark, It won't get back up. Wraiths slink by, wretches seep through. This hole is a labyrinth. No minotaur, just me. And sometimes trying to deal with myself, is too big a gamble. I don't mean to dote, I just need an antidote.
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