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Ghost

It is a poem about love and feelings.
In this lonely night
I have come spite, without seen the light
The beautiful visage has vanished in the sky high
One day, I know of you, others I do not
I used to have you in my arms, now you have flown
In this night, you are like a ghost
A ghost that is hard to see
Is like sailing blind in the blue sea
After days of sailing and never reaching the coast
Even god and angels disagree
For the day you decide to leave
This night, perhaps I should say nightmare
Is unforgettable and hard to compare
Someday my pain will be relieve
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Published: 4/25/2011
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