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Skull Doesn't Squeak
Unseen flames, lost desire,
a heart numb, an icy pyre.
She exists, yet disagrees,
With a world that fails to appease.
Who are you? In Death embrace...

Through the dream's mist she roams,
Her soul adrift, a ship unbound,
A ghostly dance, ethereal tones.
In search of solace, whispers resound.

Within the garden, where secrets lie,
A withered rose, yearning to defy,
Desires bloom, fading gasp of hope,
Longing for...