Sometimes I think I see
the ghost of how you used to be.
But then I turn,
Just a thought inside my mind.
We used to sit and talk so long,
used to smile before goodnight.
But now that's gone.
Just a shadow
of what you used to be.
We hardly speak,
I hardly know
who you are.
I miss the ghost
who made me smile,
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