July 21, 2017
She is a ghost
A memory
A thought that pulls
And she haunts
But not by choice
For she is haunted too
By this existence
Of loss
Because guilt
Made a ghost of her
Where something created
Was more
Than he thought
himself worth
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
Im speechless marvelous, i must say!!
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Thank you for your kind words
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I write poems to, i just started wordpress, please can you go on my site and just have a look with some feedback maybe? Im sorry if it’s to much to ask
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