Ghost
Ghost
Although cool to say
When you've known you have known
You throw it away
Or you find it a way
Never to speak
Not even a phrase
You look to the distance
And find your own way
Gods been a grace
He who has him no face
Never to tell
And that's why you pray
No print and no thought
You know who he is
He lies in your soul
As wise as your lips
And now that you know
That he who is you
Your proud to go figure
Your proud that you're you.
And you know now
That he's what you've been
He's what you are
Now wear your own crown
Copyright © Nicholas Garcia | Year Posted 2015
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