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There's a ghost crying in my sleep

Crouched in the corner as it weeps

Every time I ask it why

It says 'I remember those days of July'

And with that it's gone

Right when it gets to dawn

I realise as I wake up

It wasn't just any old ghost

It's the ghost i dread the most

It's Yours.

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©16 May 2014 - 6:32pm — lovelife123
25 May 2014 - 6:57am — MatthewWayne
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Short and still powerful, sad

Short and still powerful, sad piece you wrote but good just the same! Never stop writing.

"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

25 May 2014 - 9:16am — lovelife123
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Thank you:)

Thank you:)

"Everybody is a genuis. But if you judge a fish on it's ability to climb a tree, it will live it's whole life believing that it is stupid"
Albert Einstein

21 May 2014 - 4:19am — GOHIL48
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wow!! really liked it, short

wow!! really liked it, short but beautiful

21 May 2014 - 6:18am — lovelife123
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Thank you :)

Thank you :)

"Everybody is a genuis. But if you judge a fish on it's ability to climb a tree, it will live it's whole life believing that it is stupid"
Albert Einstein