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I’m losing it

my eyes are playing tricks on me

as I see you everywhere I look.

You seem so happy too

but how could that be when your gone.

I hear you call out my name and I swear I see you

smiling back at me.

But I think I’m seeing and hearing the ghost of my past

The past I sometimes regret being apart of.

There isn’t a day that goes by the those days don’t just flash

in front of my eyes as if I’m living that moment again.

And this time I say the words that needs to be said and then like a

ghost you begin to fade away anyway.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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