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My Ghost
Lantern yolk light spreads down the world
And if the world will stop
I'll think of words
But then it seems no answer from me,
damn me,
I'm drowning here
Grated sharp seasons are falling from the sky
And if the sky will fade
I will be your guide
But who did say that you are lost,
My ghost
And what you cost?
My ghost,
I ask you what you cost?
No answer...
And if the world will stop
I'll think of words
But then it seems no answer from me,
damn me,
I'm drowning here
Grated sharp seasons are falling from the sky
And if the sky will fade
I will be your guide
But who did say that you are lost,
My ghost
And what you cost?
My ghost,
I ask you what you cost?
No answer...
Published 19th Oct 2012
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