Ghost Mother
- Avi Margolis
- Mar 20, 2017
- 1 min read
She waits at the door
Arms open, heart closed,
And you run towards
Her cold embrace.
She holds you close
Arms tight, heartbeat slow,
And you feel the ice
Within her veins.
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She waits at the door
Arms open, heart closed,
And you run towards
Her cold embrace.
She holds you close
Arms tight, heartbeat slow,
And you feel the ice
Within her veins.
I wish upon a star Only to find That in the time I took Divining my deepest desire It had already fallen
To put poison, A snake in perfection’s garden, Was God not the first sinner After all?
Morning illuminates you like a dream Stuck with the sleep in my eyes You are sweeter than my coffee Into which I add 2 spoons of sugar...
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