"Some ghosts have faces,
Some others don't
Some ghosts have names
Some others don't
Some ghosts have hearts,
Some others do not.
And these ghosts that haunt me
These ghosts are strong
These ghosts are trying to hunt me
These ghosts want my soul
these ghosts won't leave me,
No they will not.
And some ghosts are warm,
Some ghosts are not ghosts."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
