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Poetry News Post #1178

-=- Revisiting Lost Memories -=-

Written by: Mistress of the Herring, Ydachikachishiroul "Yaddi" Skar'Akai
Date: Sunday, August 25th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone


-=- Revisiting Lost Memories -=-
Listen to the howling wind
Coming through your open window
Yes open window
Well how do you think I got in?

This room it haunts me
The titles of the books remember
The strangeness of my life
When it used to be here

Now you ask questions child!
Cannot ghosts come through walls?
So why must we open windows?
You ask not what you need to know

Wouldn't you rather learn why
I have entered your safe haven
Why I ask you to listen so carefully
To the evil wind sounds you fear!

because will you hear it again...
after this night...?

Let me ask you child
Do you know I am dead?
Or have you thought I am death?
Am I here to take or leave behind?

I shall tell you only this
You are true, I am not living
Did you know that when I was
My creaking life was here?

Please child
Let me taste
Blood once more
For now I have none

Let me ask you child
Do you fear the pain
That you know so well
I shall give to you?


-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Aeguary, in the year 314 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1178

-=- Revisiting Lost Memories -=-

Written by: Mistress of the Herring, Ydachikachishiroul "Yaddi" Skar'Akai
Date: Sunday, August 25th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone


-=- Revisiting Lost Memories -=-
Listen to the howling wind
Coming through your open window
Yes open window
Well how do you think I got in?

This room it haunts me
The titles of the books remember
The strangeness of my life
When it used to be here

Now you ask questions child!
Cannot ghosts come through walls?
So why must we open windows?
You ask not what you need to know

Wouldn't you rather learn why
I have entered your safe haven
Why I ask you to listen so carefully
To the evil wind sounds you fear!

because will you hear it again...
after this night...?

Let me ask you child
Do you know I am dead?
Or have you thought I am death?
Am I here to take or leave behind?

I shall tell you only this
You are true, I am not living
Did you know that when I was
My creaking life was here?

Please child
Let me taste
Blood once more
For now I have none

Let me ask you child
Do you fear the pain
That you know so well
I shall give to you?


-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Aeguary, in the year 314 AF.


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