Ghost II

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  • Lost Love
    • Biz
    • "I have a garden of my own, Shining with flowers of every hue; I loved it dearly while alone, But I shall love it more with you..." Thomas Moore

    Ghost II

    Sitting here with nothing to do-
    But pick up a pen and think of you.
    You haunt my memory; your in my dreams-
    You are no where to be found; I'm losing it at the seams.
    I'm falling apart; lost so long ago.
    You led me away, you've gone astray.
    Know I won't be seeing you until I fall asleep-
    And I'll hear a song and all these memories I keep.
    Wish you would go; looks like your "here" to stay.
    I want to feel you-
    You've gone away.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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