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I found myself sitting in bed Staring off into the past All I hear is white noise I didn't realize how many marks we made in this world, but now I see them so clear I've been chasing your ghost through every memory we've made the last few years I always hoped to find you at the end Just to realize I am the ghost I'm the one living in the past I'm the on trapped here Maybe I was meant to be a ghost in your life I miss you I'll stay trapped here just to see your smile and hear that laugh It's haunting but, It'll always be worth the pain Now I know why sometimes ghosts can't leave They're afraid, just like me
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 2:23 PM UTC
Chasing Ghosts
I found myself sitting in bed Staring off into the past All I hear is white noise I didn't realize how many marks we made in this world, but now I see them so clear I've been chasing your ghost through every memory we've made the last few years I always hoped to find you at the end Just to realize I am the ghost I'm the one living in the past I'm the on trapped here Maybe I was meant to be a ghost in your life I miss you I'll stay trapped here just to see your smile and hear that laugh It's haunting but, It'll always be worth the pain Now I know why sometimes ghosts can't leave They're afraid, just like me
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Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 2:23 PM UTC
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