Ghost – DP



The ghost of all our memories is haunting me inside.

With wails and cries it reaches out, I have no place to hide.

Whistles through my emptiness, jumps into my dreams.

It’s bound to my existence, it pains so much I scream.

If memories would settle down, depart and leave me free.

That would surely be the end, of what once was you and me.


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