My lovers friend passed away
She feels him with her
The love he still has intwined
Laying on his grave singing
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There was a ghost in my rear view mirror
Standing looking at me when I looked back
No one. A blue shirt and dark skin gone
Still there in my memory as I looked for him
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
My lovers friend passed away
She feels him with her
The love he still has intwined
Laying on his grave singing
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There was a ghost in my rear view mirror
Standing looking at me when I looked back
No one. A blue shirt and dark skin gone
Still there in my memory as I looked for him
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