Haunter Poems - Poems about Haunter

...In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites I ruminate— no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality my qui......

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...mom, i think im dying and i think i will miss you my 8 year old self would hate me for that but you are my flesh, my home your rage is a tribute to all you have endured, perhaps misdirect......

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...haunter of the woods, woods whispering wishes, like a heartbeat, still as starlight, reflecting all the music… oaks and birch, pine and laurel, soothing barks, ligneous laughter, a morning ......

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...How quickly I became intoxicated from the salt I'd tasted around the rim of the crystal chalice he filled for me with ambrosia kisses as shadows fell. A spell was cast on this dark bewi......

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...In his weary hour The legumes blossom on time; Out of jocundity in honour Of the beautiful turf The drowsy peasant peak. His weird blistered palm blimey, His nasty regalia wretched, He pro......

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...I hunt the ghosts still stalking me through caverns of insanity dark moments when our shadows creep beyond the boundaries where we weep infringe upon the here and now fleeing from the when......

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...A shrank is a plot point you had to move through to become you, it had to slide right in-between the two red Sea's you carry with the... No-one could expect a place to be after it's all seen, b......

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...Yeah I got PokeBalls to catch Goals I'm like Ash Ketchum when he Throws Cause Ash Catch Em Bold I'm like Pidgeotto when my wings Flow Look at the the light around me like Pikachu With a forcefie......

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...I glide carelessly, smoothly, and contently through the deep, dark, murky lake water, Not knowing that the devious, mysterious, and ruthless hunter is quickly approaching With the sole intent to pl......

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...Didn't know how to be in this God haunted house, I Mr imperfect: short sighted and tone deaf I saw things move as by a poltergeist, heard thuds as though a carpenter lived between floors. Speaking; I......

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...Candles sparkle, reflections bounce off the accent wall I painted red "When a man loves a woman" bangs from the speakers Pops from the wood echo through the room my body trembling, your hands are ......

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