Can you hear that? oh la’… oh la’…
As the piano key speaks.
Can you hear that? Oh la’… oh la’…
As the melody creak.

All were from the narrow road,
Now haunted, Not wanted.
Can you hear that?
The eerie sound as I speak,
now, hear it now, now ….

The end of the song was played,
ages gone…
But for me, its not yet done.
I found someone, someone else’s body.
I found someone, someone, that is me.
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Writer: M.E. Flores
Hour04, Image Prompt04