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I'm here, I'm there, I'm actually everywhere, Am but a girl, That is invisible, And ironically vulnerable. I'm weak, I'm sick, They call me a freak, Am but loner, Tired of too much choler, And increasing anger. I'm disastrous yet piteous, They're cursing me in chorus, Am but a ghost, In hindmost, In this wide cosmos. I'm not here, I'm not there, You find me nowhere, Am but a nobody, Yet you can see Me, being eerie.
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:38 AM UTC
Ghost Girl
I'm here, I'm there, I'm actually everywhere, Am but a girl, That is invisible, And ironically vulnerable. I'm weak, I'm sick, They call me a freak, Am but loner, Tired of too much choler, And increasing anger. I'm disastrous yet piteous, They're cursing me in chorus, Am but a ghost, In hindmost, In this wide cosmos. I'm not here, I'm not there, You find me nowhere, Am but a nobody, Yet you can see Me, being eerie.
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 5:38 AM UTC
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