Fading Ghosts JMFB 8/22/2012
Love is lived
leaves its stain
what we keep
always grows
In tears
your laughter is
stolen
your love
is the air all about
Some people
never cry
Spirits visit
footprints remain
time sweeps
their shadows
Though silence
your smile
has erased
your memory
in darkness shouts
Some ghosts
never die
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