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Sep 2014
Ghost, you better not stop
Pass through the town with grace
Watch the mist, rise,
Don’t tell me I’m wise,
Hiding all the lies I can see in your face.

Oh, how you used to boast,
You were the hound on the chase
We feel so alone, the city at night,
Your gaze concrete and firm, that look on your face-
I don’t wonder why

Leave all your friends, don’t say goodbye,
They won’t think twice, now that’s your life
Too scared to lie.
You’re full of strife
Even though you try,
The path is straight and full of hate,
Don’t think too much, you don’t dare cry

Keep moving forward,
In the icy rain,
The land of the unknown, you’ll go
Weakness won’t show.
Don’t speak too much,
It will cause you pain;
With a last look from me,

I hope now you’ll see
Serenity Elliot
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