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Nov 2017
you got the kiss of death
I was dying before you left

now I'm just a ghost
following my living body
I can still hear people talking

the spirit to ****
fell down a hill
pushed me from the top
I would have never thought

now everything is dark
the sky is white like heavy snow
the stars look like bubbles

now I'm just wandering around
following an empty body
that used to be me
eileen
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