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Presence

Invisibly she follows me
I sense her presence on the wind
She is not one that I can see
But she whispers that I have sinned

She was my lover, now deceased
Still present wherever I may roam
My guilt is palpably increased
I tremble when I reach my home

She denounces me as a thief
A liar to the very last
A man who is a source of grief
A villain through my lengthy past

I know not why she once remained
Perhaps to spot clean my wicked ways
But she realized my soul was stained
And could be through my remaining days

She now calls me evil, and deranged
Words unforgiving at midnight
I counter that I have changed
And her voice fades with morning light.
crowfly
Written by crowfly
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Author's Note
No such lover, no such ghost.
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