{"id":707,"date":"2009-08-19T12:45:05","date_gmt":"2009-08-19T12:45:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/averral.com\/blog\/?p=707"},"modified":"2009-08-23T12:11:00","modified_gmt":"2009-08-23T12:11:00","slug":"the-phantom","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/the-phantom\/","title":{"rendered":"The Phantom"},"content":{"rendered":"
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In my dreams I scream your name.
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I want you so bad that it hurts inside to see you go. The source of my suffering comes from knowing you, for I see your face in the darkness and disappearing into the shadows, and you are not there anymore.<\/p>\n

This dark pit I stand in looking up at you from below, you see me but you deny I am in there as you walk away with this heaviness in your heart.<\/p>\n

“No more, no more”, <\/em>you say to yourself as I watch you disappear into the darkness of the night, into the streets of indigo trees and brownish dark roads. Your hands in your pockets and your head hung low as you walk away from the source of your misery and happiness.<\/p>\n

“I miss you”,<\/em> I say to myself while standing in the cold watching you walk away.<\/p>\n

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That night I laid my heavy head on your shoulder, I felt a sense of heaven bliss, that comfort, that familiarity, the thrill of sleeping with a stranger. I felt so wonderful with you around, no one would ever be able to replace that presence that you left behind.<\/p>\n

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In my dreams I screamed your name, you turned back to look at me as you walk down that lonely black road alone. I screamed your name again and ran towards your cold body and hugged you tight. You hugged me tightly in return. Your aching heart bearing it no longer. “I am here.” I assured you. “I love you.” you said with tears in your voice. <\/em><\/p>\n

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Disappear, walk away never<\/p>\n

No, come back to me<\/p>\n

We will be together forever<\/p>\n

She is not breathing, can’t you see?<\/p>\n

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Men lie about their feelings 99% of the time. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In my dreams I scream your name. I want you so bad that it hurts inside to see you go. The source of my suffering comes from knowing you, for I see your face in the darkness and disappearing into the shadows, and you are not there anymore. This dark pit I stand in looking […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n