Specter

The wind howls, madly Helping the waves crash onto a battered shore A place, familiar Names written in sand not there anymore The salt corrodes All it touches erased from memory And time dances on The cold has been my only company The veil has kept me From those who live above In houses warmed By flames of life and love How can I haunt Those who carry no blame While wishing somewhere Someone would call my name And though time has stretched Days into a century The days remain The same day again for me Sometimes gazes Dance over the tides at me But they never glimpse My home beneath the sea Each night I fight Then I breathe no more To wake up again With the ocean’s roar

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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