Hauntings
Hauntings
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I hold within me
A beating creature
With dark red rings
Of unnamed feelings
Which I myself cannot see.
As ages go by,
And the new places ago,
Precious people I meet,
The layers keep growing
When I laugh and cry.
But as it unravels itself
My curiosity asks me to explore
That make me overwhelm myself.
I also hold within me
A jar of secrets
Which blends inside me;
Like a ghost you stay there
Haunting and making me sob and glee.