An Apparent Ghost
an apparent ghost
whose lips touched mine
made my heart
fall back in time.
to hide the pain
which we could cause
we hide our sins,
aside we toss
the past and
its eerie feels;
these lips taste sweet
upon two meals.
but i don't wish
to face no choices.
i would die
from all the voices
inside this
head of mine.
this dream made me
fall back in time.
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With love,
Luka.