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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