Oh how he haunted me
His memories wrecked my brain
I swear dark was all I could see
And I knew I was to drainBut those memories kept me alive
The hope of his return
But he was agile
His every touch a burnBut the ghost was still there
The ghost of our love
It will always be there
It is the ghost of Our LoveThe love that never ignited
But always left a burn
The ghost cannot be fighted
Now was his turn.
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The Journey of Love
PoetryIt is a collection of poems telling a love story.The story of triumph over destiny.The story of true love and empathy.The story of a broken heart.And the story of us.