Ghost
I want to escape to a place that doesn't exist.
A familiar place where nostalgia takes me away to a peaceful bliss.
I do not know where this place is.
Maybe it coexist in my mind, right in between the depression and the borderline.
Copyright © Vanessa Horn | Year Posted 2016
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