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Ghosts of a Forgotten Love
Ghosts from the past
Follow me around my house
Wandering in the still of the night,
Where have you gone to this time.

I can remember in my life
That I even have not heard one
Since we decided to walk apart
In the days of early March.

As much as I suffer,
And as much as they see me weep
The ghosts still remember those days
Where we love each other deep.

© Kevin DiVermont