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Aug 2018
Where is the ghost
That has hold over me
Taking my love
Never to give me
Why does my love
Hide from me
Never to be seen
Even when in front of me
I write of a love
That can never be
A love
That won't set me free
I'm set to roam
This life without love
When death has called
My love to be
I wait for the day
When death awakens me
Then my love
Will set me free
Never more I'll long to see
Then finally my love
I'll see thee
Written by
Donald Malone  46/M/USA
(46/M/USA)   
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