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Ghost Pyre

by Amy Christie 3 months ago in heartbreak
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On changing color

Ghost Pyre
Photo by Peter Yost on Unsplash

Waiting inside a bubble,

world changed

beyond my colors,

I knew not who to trust

who could love back

the ghost

I had become.


Soul winter turned hope

into sighs

fanning regrets

on an eternal pyre.


© 2022 Amy Christie

Originally published on Twitter

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Amy Christie

Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.

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