A Ghost, of Colour, Deep ..... Within,

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January 2016

A Ghost, of Colour, Deep ..... Within,

 

Wouldst...... that ashes, 

all..... that be.

For.

Silkened, ribbons,

Now turned, 

.......to dust.

Memories, dissipate ......

mere wisps, of smoke.

And who might know.....

A twilight of a dream.

Loveś lost this game.....

Imprisoned for, all .....time.

A wandering soul.

Forever haunted .......

By

 

Blue eyes.

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