Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Ghosts

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In my memories
there are strange creatures
even stranger things
Possibilities and roads I never walked before
And there is your ghost
standing next to my bed every night
Mute and dull
You fill my days with sorrow!
I loved you,
but I had to do it
I never said goodbye
Still I leave flowers for your ghost...
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