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the curse of remembrance
I feel like a ghost within my own skin,
a stranger to my soul, on a quest for love,
wandering, yearning to be acknowledged,
to be loved anew—a gentle caress,
a scorching kiss to ease the ache beneath.
I never realized how, profoundly,
I...
a stranger to my soul, on a quest for love,
wandering, yearning to be acknowledged,
to be loved anew—a gentle caress,
a scorching kiss to ease the ache beneath.
I never realized how, profoundly,
I...
