Ghost

by bloody bones   Jun 20, 2011


I am no longer here.
I am a ghost of the past.
Something that wants to be here, wants to be felt, noticed and heard.....
But isn't.

I scream.
I scream at the top of my lungs.....
but no one hears.
they just walk on by.
continuing on with there perfect lives.
Where ghosts don't exist.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Isabelle

    Good one ! :)

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