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Ghost
You disappeared without a trace.
For years I didn’t see your face.
I believed the lies,
that you died.
Maybe you did,
on the inside.
Your essence never went away.
Behind me, beside me, within me
night and day.
You haunt me.
That’s the way I want it to be.
Love is a mystery.
Tuesday 7th January 2020 1:58 pm
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Just wondered if this one is not beyond repair
In Ninety-One you gave me this heart
Which really was awfully sweet
I wasn’t too smart, broke it apart
How I’ve tried to make it complete
Yet now I fear, after 23 years, it appears
I have cocked up it...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 3:56 pm
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