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The haunting

In my deepest slumber, I find solace,
Where darkness fades and light prevails,
The weight of your presence no longer lingers,
My spirit released from your toxic trails.

Gone are the whispers of despair,
Replaced by whispers of hope and grace,
No longer shackled to your cruel snare,
I soar in dreams, finding my own embrace.

No more nightmares to haunt my mind,
No more shadows to sow seeds of Doubts
In my sleep, love's warmth I find,
A sanctuary where peace is devout.

The echoes of your actions dissipate,
Lost in the vast expanse of dreamscapes,
No longer bound to your wicked bate,
I wander freely, untangled from your webs.

No more nightmares to cast their spell,
I've banished them, bidding them farewell,
In the beauty of my dreams, I'm finally free,
From the haunting grip of your Eriness.

As the night unfolds its gentle embrace,
And I surrender to its ethereal allure,
No more nightmares, I find my own space,
In my dreamscape, spirit can truly endure.

For in dreams, I am the author of my tale,
Crafting a symphony of colors and light,
No longer held captive by your betrayal,
I emerge, stronger, from the darkest night.

No more nightmares I see,
For I have conquered the darkness within,
In this landscapes of my slumber, I am finally free,
Where love and peace forever begin.

◄ Keeping a tab on her

Forever haunted ►

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