163: ghost of u

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Drowned in emotions,
ill with the disease of feelings.
Need a lifesaver thrown to the ocean,
cause my heart is sick from feeling things.

Fool me once,
kill me more than twice.
Call me an absolute dunce
for falling for you thrice.

Came through my heart uninvited,
but ironically you are never here.
You're nothing but a fire ignited,
short-sighted you're something I fear.

But this won't be the last time,
there is more to this story.
Wish you could be mine,
or else leave before me.

Already drowned in love,
enamored with an idea.
I like you a lot,
hopefully in the next life I'll see ya.

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