ghosts
you're like a ghost
you're here
but you're not
and you just leave
whenever you want
as if it's the simplest thing
to just disappear like that
*
why do ghost fly
without something weighing them down
don't they ever worry
to be lost and forgotten
*
ghosts in my head
weighing on my chest
waiting for my death
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