The Ghost

September 14, 2008
By Jina Roscoe, Gibsonton, FL

Falling deep down
Into my despair
Holding my breath
Trying to find some air
Darkness closes in around me
No light to be found
Yet i keep hearing you whisper
"I am around"
I can here you
I can feel you
But yet you're not here
I feel so lonely
So down and cold
You're spirit is warm and
Makes me giddy
Then i realize
Your just a ghost.

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