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Psychological Spells

By HavokWAR | Havoks Nightmare. | 20 Apr 2024


In these shadowed halls of thought, I tread,

Where echoes of you whisper, dread.

A ghost in my mind's expanse,

With every step, a haunting dance.

 

You slipped inside, a ghostly thief,

Through heart's open door, to my disbelief.

In corridors where memories fade,

You cast your spell to fool the brain.

 

This place, not mine, yet strangely known,

A mental maze, seed of despair sown.

Time, the tyrant, marches on,

Yet, in this moment, you are not gone.

 

I note this room, its a chilling space,

A darkened nook, time can not erase.

How did I let you breach my keep?

My heart, once strong, now feels so weak.

 

The somatotropin of my soul,

You leech away, to take its toll.

Beware, the well runs nearly dry,

If love's last thread should break and die.

 

For hearts, once shattered, fear to mend,

A cautionary chart, till the very end.

I'll guard well the fragments and hold them tight,

Lest darkness lays claim to the last of my light.

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HavokWAR
HavokWAR

Everything to tell about oneself nowadays is all clichéd I'm wess.


Havoks Nightmare.
Havoks Nightmare.

I have to write to keep me sane. Not really but okay yeah really let's face it whatever I am id rather be than what people deem normal.

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