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Ghosts Inside (memories)
If the past is dead
What is the fate of a memory?
Left to wander around
In a purgatory, bound to me
To haunt all these places
Our bodies used to be
When you walk into my mind
things become too real
Even your fragmented touch
I can sonmehow still feel
And sometimes
I hear your ghost speak
Cold chills float down my spine
when I hear you say
'don't leave me'
If the past is dead
Then we are just ghosts
inside memories
To be trapped until
No one remembers me
© Jacob Jauregui
What is the fate of a memory?
Left to wander around
In a purgatory, bound to me
To haunt all these places
Our bodies used to be
When you walk into my mind
things become too real
Even your fragmented touch
I can sonmehow still feel
And sometimes
I hear your ghost speak
Cold chills float down my spine
when I hear you say
'don't leave me'
If the past is dead
Then we are just ghosts
inside memories
To be trapped until
No one remembers me
© Jacob Jauregui
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