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Aug 2014
I reach out to take your hand
but your fingers slip from mine

I kiss you in the hallway
but theres never one in return

I wrap my arms around you
but your hands never find my waist

I tell a joke to make you laugh
but no smile reaches your lips

I sit and pat the seat beside me
but you find somewhere else

I send you notes and messages
but there are never any in return

I run my fingers through your hair
but there is no such caress from you.

I still cling to you my love
but I am just a Ghost
Layla Thurman
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Layla Thurman  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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