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The Ghost of You
I have kept the flowers you gave me,
Those photographs, letters and memories
Even the promises you left
Your smell still lingers in the sheets
Laying on the bed with my pillow soaked in tears
I gazed at the stars as if looking in your eyes
My heart is getting colder every night
I gasp for breath as I cry to sleep
Reminiscing the day you were with me