Ghost Read Count : 91

Category : Poems

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I walk this empty street.  An empty path. And empty town
My heart it blows like a candle agents the wind and your love was the hand held to keep it lit. 
But as your love grew thin

The more weary I became 

I couldn't tell till it was to late than you were gone

As was my flame 

A ghost in the street I call out and cry

I reach my hand 
I hold on tight

But I fade into the sands of time like the pages of a book being flipped to quick. the words left behind.  

For I am a ghost of sleepless nights not one that dissapears when you turn on the lights 

You may have deceived me but that's okay 

My memory rots your brain every day 


  • Jun 28, 2020

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