Dancing With Her Ghost
Finding Your Magic
Creating the perfect disguise
With magic made on the top shelf
fueling fire behind my eyes
when you're lost finding yourself
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Better save your place in line
you won’t find you in somebody else
It’s funny how true colors shine
in secrecy and it’s darkness
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Loyalties turn love to hate
Running with madnesses wolf pack
Yellow roses left, mark the grave
For things you know you can’t get back
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The things believed true love would save
the scarlet flags have all turned to black
Noting the difference in what remains
as she and her ghost learn to dance
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nothing ever stays the same
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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