Firelight
Haunted Echoes Entry
Come rest beside me.
Sit in the warmth of the flames.
Let me see your throat.
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Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Very to the point 🧛 SD!! Congrats on placing runner-up in the haunted echoes challenge!!
Congratulations on your win, Silver! Your haiku is truly haunting.👏
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
I love the duality.
nicely done, I suspect there will be a whole team behind this one. 😆
Spicy and haunting
You are swiftly mastering the haunting, horrifying haiku, Silver!