Free Ghost

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- I died in the year of 8th grade.
- Living like a ghost is something you still don't know.
- You told me that you'll be there forever.
- Sitting in your chair, or standing wherever.
- I believed it and smiled apon seeing your face.
- And yes,
- I know I've made a lot of mistakes.
- I make no promises that things will ever be the same,
- I'd like to tell you that my favorite color,
- will forever be in the same place.
- But blood moves around like water.
- The more I drink the less I recover.

- I've learned what happens each and every time I lie.
- And the more I lie,
- A nother finger releases,
- and my hands eventually get cold.
- People walk away,
- and I'm the only one left who's standing alone.
- Finally,
- I've found someone who isn't afraid of blood.
- A friend that agrees with me every time I run.
- Bad influences don't scare me.
- When it was just you and I,
- We believed that I was the bad one.
- Now there's no such thing as good or evil.
- If you choose to say goodbye,
- Bye Bye, on with my own freewill.

Says March 21, 2015
Another one says October 31, 2016 at 11:42 AM
I believe this was to Tiya

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