The Ghost of Me

By , Sanford, FL
When I'm hidden
She's alive ,
Walking the streets
As I'm dying inside .

She loves what she does ,
Hiding my ruins .
This ghost of me hides
All my wrong-doings .

I keep myself hidden
She keeps me alive
The real me is dying
While the ghost of me thrives .





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