A Ghost Came To Visit
A ghost came to visit during the night,
Haunting with visions of what might have been.
Sleep tiptoed from the room with guilt,
Leaving me alone with another old friend.
I wasn’t afraid when the ghost slipped in,
He’d been a good friend to his bitter end,
But the melancholy ache his end began
Is a shaft through my soul his ghost can’t rescind.
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