Lost in a Persona V
A life of haunted ghouls and wraiths.
Free-will surpassing the anti-chaste.
Morales abandoned in a sudden haste
to taste and to feel loved.
Losing emotions to a deep, dark hole.
The truth lost, can never be told.
Can now only watch the events unfold.
Only scream, only cry, only weep.
For tomorrow.
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