A solo piece for @d2artevents annual art event! 💙💚
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You've gone and left me a hollow ruin. My heart is nothing more than an old, dusty house with drafty chambers and creaking floorboards, haunted by your ubiquitous phantom.
Something I wrote four years ago and posted on Halloween Day. 🎃
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TikTok sucks.
Anyway, here’s an edit. The song is Your Ghost, cover by Greg Laswell.
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Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost (Official Video)
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Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost (Official Video)
Loving this so much ❤
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Kristin Hersh. Pictures from the set of the ‘Your Ghost’ video, directed by Katherine Dieckmann in 1993.
Shared by Kristin via Twitter.
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Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost (Official Video)
with michael stipe
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
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*crouches to go into stealth*
the cracking of my knees alerts the guards, I am immediately killed
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I wish you would evaporate from my chest
That your departure would stop persisting the vacant surface that is held between the extremes
May the nostalgia of your memories stop blatantly crashing into every corner of my thoughts.
They say that time makes you forget even the greatest depths of your experiences.
But your silence has been mixed with the dawn of my being and living is simply a reminder of your absence.
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Quisiera que evaporaras de mi pecho
Que tu partida dejara de persistir la superfiecie vacante que se sostiene entre los extremos
Que la nostalgia de tus recuerdos dejen de trompezarse descaradamente en cada esquina de mis pensamientos
Dicen que el tiempo hace olvidar hasta lo mas profundo de tus vivencias
Pero tu silencio se ah mezclado con la aurora de mi ser y vivir es simplemente un contaste recordario de tu ausencia
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cut it out with till death do us part. i will find you in this life and reality and the next one and the next one and the next one
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