Thursday, April 19, 2012

Loyal ghost
Devoted and faithful

To your face, he is right by her side
Behind her back, you’ve already been discarded
(abandoned by the curb)

Stab me in the back
I will caress your heart

Naïve ghost
Artless no more
(and for now) unending

they could take or leave you
so they took you, and they left you
how could they be casually cruel?

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