Specter

You creep around my garden
You circle round my head
I must be sick
I thought that you were dead
And yet I feel your warmth upon me
Yet I see your face
Senses serve only to deceive

As I look across the room I see your ghost
The disembodied soul I've grown to love the most

You peer over my shoulder
My hands are tied behind my back
How long it's been? I can't tell
I've lost track
Belongings littered out before
My mind cannot erase
Memories serve only those in need

As I look across the room I see your ghost
The disembodied soul I've grown to fear the most

As you look across the room you see my ghost
The distant heart and soul you long for the most

As you look across the room you see my ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Cranick
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