Haunted, by what is not and may never be again.
Haunted, a mere carress of his voice; my blood boils like lava.
Haunted, my heart turns cold to all others.
Haunted, to feel his lips barely touching mine.
Haunted, by touch, sound and smell.
Haunted, I wonder through my dreams yet find him not.
Haunted, I scream with the pain - the drug of my choice is not here.
Haunted, my mind spins and turns on itself
Haunted, I seek to hide from myself
COMMENTS
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Isis101
05:45 Jul 13 2008
WHO IS THIS MAN???
Dragonrouge
13:44 Sep 14 2008
Wonderful!
I want some more!
HunterAja
09:45 Dec 07 2008
Isis - Dragonrouge -
You both are so kind. I am thrilled that you were moved by my humble ramblings of a "Haunted" mind...