#Gone Girl
Far somewhere a colony of bats brimming ,
The midnight clock froze calling to a spirit rose ,
Silent gentle breeze ,voices of invisible birds in a night haze ,
Amidst the bright star in a blue sky gaze ,
She is out there in a lonely road on her own,
Thoughts on her mind started to struggle ,
The night shadow looms against the rocky cliff that covers ,
Before anyone can steal a glimpse of her to flutter ,
The sight of her gleaming faint on a distant light ,
Untamed beauty like her ; basking in an inglorious glory ,
Slowly , Slowly She disappears into the night , dimming in the dark ,
Then all at once she sparks ; Gone Girl !
– Inkling Ink
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25 AUG 2019 AT 9:32
3 APR 2017 AT 21:44
Room 410, in the corner left,
was the point of interest today,
the haunted room tomorrow,
It had remains of lust
scattered around the bedsheets,
Blood splattered
like a spider's web on the wall,
a trickle there, a puddle here,
a blood trail, made by the finger nails,
reminiscent of the last struggle,
before she had the last fall.
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