The ghost in the mirror,
follows the nuances of
my lips,i don't have to
read his when we swap
places,i reside in the
mirror i cannot read his
lips i have no soul,he
blows me a kiss i shatter
with the moon and break
into a thousand different dreams.
The ghost visits the dreamers
but cannot rebuild me i have
no soul.
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Comments
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This is pretty cool...different take for sure
Thank you for entering
Becky
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"i shatter
with the moon and break
into a thousand different dreams." I love that line, it just...seems to reach out to me. lol, if that makes any sense. Nicely written, although some punctuation might make the flow a bit smoother. Thanks for entering!
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