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Mar 2018
I am afraid of your ghost
hiding behind smiles
and stares
hiding everywhere.
I am afraid, it's true
and in a sense
I guess I was afraid of you.
In my mind the knife
the cut
the swipe
the ****** wipe.
boo!
Giest Liebe darling
Does my ghost
frighten you?
It's been said that losing a long-time love is as painful as losing a limb. For a while, I felt this ghost love, like a ghost limb, aching.
Virginie Guillemette
Written by
Virginie Guillemette  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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