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6d
A thrill when together
A longing for more
The rush of adrenaline
The endless soul searching
Trying to fill upon the gaze of another

But the kind devil
And mean trickster
Have all vanished
And left the phantom in their place

A hope
A plee
But in the end it was foretold of pain
So why does it hurt when truth was shown
That you were nothing
But a ghost in my mind.....
Writing of the Unknown
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   ImosyrroS
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