Love A Ghost

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Impenetrable, yet penetrated, yet punctured and bled out, yet fallen.
I'm lost and I don't know what you are.
Inspiration has faded and I'm left with museless thoughts.
Dead and depressing, kind of like how you've been.
We really are the same.
The same in all the worst ways possible.
How can I say anything without saying everything?
You're not even real.
You're lost to me, and you're there for everyone else.
Clueless, blissful.
Lucky.
I miss your fake confessions and your unreal life,
I miss your understanding and the way it was always you.
I miss your false sense of security, and I miss your promises the most.
I miss the feeling of forever,
I wish I didn't love a ghost.





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AshTree said...
Nov. 12, 2010 at 5:19 pm
It's a great poem. I really love it and I like this part the most: I miss your false sense of security, and I miss your promises the most. It just makes me think and I love that.
 
AndTheVinesSpin said...
May 18, 2010 at 7:28 am
I can really, really relate. Beautiful wording.
 
thepreachyteenager replied...
Nov. 12, 2010 at 3:45 pm

I liked...

- you're probably sick of heraing this by now, but the emotion!!!  It's a major sell point for me in a poem, and it was just everpresent here.

- the final line, was just really strong.  I'm glad you decided to title this after it, because I feel like this was the single best line in the poem.

I didn't like...

- I'm sorry.  The first line... I can't stand contradictions.  I just don't have an idea how to feel when something is impenita... (more »)

 
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