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A Ghost Holds My Hand
I saw your hallow eyes
looking searchingly at me
and I knew a ghost was
holding my hand.
You were always there
when my eyes were closed
and your voice in my ear
I knew you were only
dust and memories.
Please try to understand
I feel your cold and know
I am never left alone.
Thought I saw your
reflection in the mirror
were those horns or a halo?
I see your footprints
on the bathroom floor
laughter down the hallway.
You keep me all bound up
how can I ever move on
with you haunting my every
movement?
10:22 PM - 10/25/2007 -
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