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I am a ghost.

A transparent image that no one sees,

an eerie chill that passes through.

Tears no longer reside in my tired eyes.

My soul has slipped in to darkness.

Misery consumes me.

I am no one.

Truth opens my eyes to see,

I am the monster that haunts me.

False illusions of existence loom.

Fear of the nothingness that reality has come.

A memory that reaches out and grabs you,

the faint scent of a desire.

I am a thought,

a cruel joke carried out by fate.

A blank expression, a vacant stare.

Standing listless,

in the middle of nowhere.