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I fell for the ghost of you; the one in my head that made me think it was you,
the one that would want to be with me and tell me I was going to be okay,
the one that wouldn’t ignore my cries for help as helplessness and laziness,
the one that wanted me around and didn’t make me feel like a burden.
I close my eyes and think that it’s all real and I’ll open my eyes to see you.
I keep my eyes closed longer than expected as I tried to conjure up this version of you,
but it wasn’t you.
I loved the ghost of you, and it continues to haunt me every night in my dreams.
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Angel Adagio
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