Dark Silhouette

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All that was left in your mind was a chalk outline

But there was traffic in the sky and soon I would

Wash away, off the pavement, stealing all that

That is left of me now
I was simply a ghost

Dying away deep inside your head of darkness

All that was left in your skull was a silhouette

But the sun was fading, no longer existing

I was gone away, shifting to nothing once more

Once more I was just a ghost of your memory

Dying away inside your brain, deep in the lies

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