Ghosts from another life,
Lingering, waiting, not sure
Where to go, how to leave their strife
Elusive peace, waiting for a cure
Plaguing all that they know
They whisper and haunt
Wondering where to go
Corrupting all whom they wish to taunt
Leave for good dear ghost,
For I cannot take your torture
As sweet as honey to the heart of most
As black as sewage to the soul of my aperture
Ghost, erase your words from my mind
Your touch from my skin
For I cannot move on from being of the blind
Until you are at peace again
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