The ghost behind your eyes

The ghost behind your eyes knows my name. I never knew why until today. It’s a name spoken in lost dreams. Running through my dark days I see what could have been, and remember the moments of

Midnight words save me and early morning memories take it all away. All want is chance to move mountains and cross the stars for one moment of bliss. Take my hand and listen to the silence of this moment. Give me today, and follow me to heaven.

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