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Nov 2013
I follow the ghosts
misled, an heir to their throne
but don't worry, my love,
I'll return as soon as possible
but we will all learn to make mistakes
so I speak from a broken heart
and twisted mind
that I am just misguided;
I do not wish to rewind time
don't worry, I am just crumpled and lost
and still wearing my smile
I am just trying to find a place
to spend the night
but it might not be where I'm safe
since I'm just one of those ghosts
traveling endlessly
until I reach the end.
a grave. (c)
Written by
Dhirana  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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