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When it’s ghostly quiet,
At midnight
I hear your name
It echoes of guilt
At 2am
Let me count
Your flaws
At 3am
All the ways
I failed you
At 4am
Eerie memories
Of failing everyone
Fill the halls of my mind
I am sorry
I am sorry
I cry out loud
To hollowed home
About the Creator
Lisa Pulliam
I love making fun of my emotions, feelings, and thoughts in short form writing such as songs and illustrations. I would like to write longer and more explorative pieces for others to read.
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