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Click hereI reach but never touch
I scream without sound
I shatter like crystal remembering
The times when you were around
A ghost never blushes
When you were present my heart did beat
Shallow in my grave my passion lies
Crushed beneath your feet
We never made promises
So I cannot blame you for my pain
A ghost of my affection lingers
Trapped deep within my remains
The ritual would be closure. Sadly, the man who inspired these words has quite soundly denied me that… so I try to express and move forward in my own way.
Thank you for reading and commenting.💕
TWS
The dead speak to us - the dead moments, emotions and hopes - wouldn't it be good to have some ritual to lay them to rest and give us peace to move on?
Thanks for sharing