Ghost Chains
Dragging behind me a chain of woes
Before me the dimly lit lantern glows
Silent voices are felt through the night
Gasping for breath, I go on with my light
Lingering love clings to my tattered cloth
My only companion is a diligent moth
And the chains I drag behind my life
Are the chains of some forgotten strife
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"Dear diary... I seem to be dead."