She's beauty, too her core
on surface, neath her skin
it goes all the way too bone
no hate or dark, gets in
What she sees in me
I can't fathom, understand
after all, I'm imperfect
yes, a simple man
Another day goes bye
she looks at me and smiles
I'm deep in love, endlessly
going on and on, for miles
Never a doubt or question
I'll be there till the end
she's just a ghost, that whispered
even if she's just
pretend
Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
She's beauty, too her core
on surface, neath her skin
it goes all the way too bone
no hate or dark, gets in
What she sees in me
I can't fathom, understand
after all, I'm imperfect
yes, a simple man
Another day goes bye
she looks at me and smiles
I'm deep in love, endlessly
going on and on, for miles
Never a doubt or question
I'll be there till the end
she's just a ghost, that whispered
even if she's just
pretend
Ghosts are not real, mostly ;D
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