Ghost
I was a lost in the darkest hour
Trapped in between here and tomorrow.
Hollow and transparent
A ghost
Nothing to hide and nothing to anchor.
As you wake
I will fade from your view
Only to return when you remember my name.
Copyright © Tomas Vincent Marra | Year Posted 2016
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