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ghost

May 26, 2010
By Anonymous

A lost father

He walks the old tracks
Up and down every night
Were there was a terrible crash
He lost some one close
His lovely daughter
He can not be seen and can not be destroyed
He is just a light that never burns out
He is mad, the light goes red
When he is searching the light is white
He dose not show up on film
He doesn’t show up in the day
He lurks the night
Just searching and searching
The tracks are gone
Let he remains
He has no shape he has no sound

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