Tricesimus Octavus

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A ghost...

A ghost - a ghost of amber eyes
Lingering under the streetlight
Breathing air of now, but absent
Still, under the light

A ghost - a ghost of heart of glass
Hours pass, hope dying in steadfast
As it waits by the lamp-lit bench
Clinging to the past

A ghost - a ghost of love forlorn
Grief-stricken, birth of anger comes
It's spirit and the lights darken
A wraith, it becomes...

A ghost - a ghost of cursed fate
Impatient, all logic scattered
The living ghost and the streetlight
Are now both shattered

... a ghost

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