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Feb 2016
I use to call you "my ghost"
Because you were my boo.
Now that you have ghosted me,
Left me in the desert feeling blue.

The term ghost, is no longer as funny,
Or now it will never be as cute to me,
I will never use the term ghost,
For it will bring unpleasant memory post.

Where have you disappeared to and why are you ignoring me?
I guess you assumed you can't fall or chase what you can't see.
But I chased you like I chased a dream,
I fell for you like a thread to a seam.

Why are you completely discarding me as though I'm nothing,
I guess you only realise you're choking after you've been coughing.
I give up on love, why have they stopped loving me and completely icing me out......
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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   Blueboyfly and Cecil Miller
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