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Chitra Iyer

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to the ghost of myself. I shall soon leave myself My ghost waits to cremate me It waits to complete itself with all of me. The ghost is winning, and I'm losing myself. • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 here comes another prompt under #darkclub • Collaborate on this prompt and tell us about negativity. • You can write a story/ microtale/ poem/ conversation. • Feel free to extend spookiness in the caption.

to the ghost of myself. I shall soon leave myself My ghost waits to cremate me It waits to complete itself with all of me. The ghost is winning, and I'm losing myself. • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 here comes another prompt under #darkclub • Collaborate on this prompt and tell us about negativity. • You can write a story/ microtale/ poem/ conversation. • Feel free to extend spookiness in the caption.

Chitra Iyer

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The darkness of a ghostly past and become the ghost of the present, a zoombie with eyes gleaming like burning hot coals for they never sleep. There are many ghosts buried in me, killed by my expectations, cremated at the dead of night. They were choking me to death, you see. I have dried blood on my hands which only I can see. I try to lick them away and their taste lingers on my tongue. I love the taste of blood. It's like petrichor, the smell. I can smell it somewhere close now. Wait, I come, I come out of my hiding. If you see darkness walking towards you, know that it's me, the dead zoombie. ◆ Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 ◆ Collaborate on this prompt and tell us about darkness and ghosts that hide in it ◆ You can write a story / long short story / microtale / poem / conversation. ◆ Feel free to extend your spookiness in the caption.

The darkness of a ghostly past and become the ghost of the present, a zoombie with eyes gleaming like burning hot coals for they never sleep. There are many ghosts buried in me, killed by my expectations, cremated at the dead of night. They were choking me to death, you see. I have dried blood on my hands which only I can see. I try to lick them away and their taste lingers on my tongue. I love the taste of blood. It's like petrichor, the smell. I can smell it somewhere close now. Wait, I come, I come out of my hiding. If you see darkness walking towards you, know that it's me, the dead zoombie. ◆ Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 ◆ Collaborate on this prompt and tell us about darkness and ghosts that hide in it ◆ You can write a story / long short story / microtale / poem / conversation. ◆ Feel free to extend your spookiness in the caption.

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Because it hides my pain That I stole from everyone's mind frame That was just for fun I don't know why I use to run Suffocating me from inside Scavenging my little mind Darkness gave me safest place Sharing my evilest chase Later I come to know that Darkness was manipulating my inner self For bringing him pain as tribute of respect Collab on this BG and write why you find darkness beautiful! Font - Crimson Italic (12) Use the hashtag #scdark to let us discover your tales 🎃 #spookiansclub #yqsc #horror #microtale #darkisbeautiful #dreamingvet Collaborating with Spookians Club

Because it hides my pain That I stole from everyone's mind frame That was just for fun I don't know why I use to run Suffocating me from inside Scavenging my little mind Darkness gave me safest place Sharing my evilest chase Later I come to know that Darkness was manipulating my inner self For bringing him pain as tribute of respect Collab on this BG and write why you find darkness beautiful! Font - Crimson Italic (12) Use the hashtag #scdark to let us discover your tales 🎃 #spookiansclub #yqsc #horror #microtale #darkisbeautiful #dreamingvet Collaborating with Spookians Club