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The Ghost In My Graveyard

There is a place deep within my mind.
I haven't visited yet , and it's hard to find.
It's filled with all I could not stand to feel.
A marathon of chaos on an infinite reel.
As the seconds fleet and turn to days.
The ghosts parade in a field of haze.
They say they want to be set free.
But my frame collapses to a bending knee.
I pray for a strength beyond my means.
To fight the past , and fractured dreams.
To face the hurt that lives in exile .
From the broken hearts, to the abused child.
I know deep down this will be the gambit.
What if I break?
Or couldn't stand it ?
There is a place deep within my mind.
I haven't visited yet and its hard to find.
One day I will set them free
And the subconscious pain that wont let me be .



















Written by N-Muz
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Wrote this a few days ago thought I would share .
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