Spirit

there’s a ghost outside my window

she’s calling out to me

i hear her crying

her spirit is dying

she doesn’t know what to believe.

there’s a ghost outside my window

i can hear her mocking me

she cackles so loudly

she rages so proudly

she rattles the faith within me.

there’s a ghost outside my window

she’s staring back at me

I can see in her eyes

all the tears she has cried

why won’t she say something?

I said goodbye to the ghost in my mirror.

Together we found her the light.

Now that she knows the way

She’s no longer afraid.

She’s no longer a slave to the night.

 

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