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YOUR GHOST
by Sorana Lucia Salomeia I am the ghost of your conscience, Your permanent menace, I am the hunter, the fire gun itself And you – you are the prey, Your own prey. You can rise, fall, crawl on your knees – What do I care? I am the very devil you so much fear. Go on, scream, blow your fists against the walls, I do not care, I am just a spectre. Try to reach me – Where am I? You cannot see me, can you? I am your shadow, I am you – The curse you cannot escape from. Why should you fear me? I am your own creation, So open your fists and let your fingertips Feel my breath. I am everything and nothing at all, I am your ghost, A perfect chameleon Playing with your thoughts. So stop searching for me, I am not there, no. I am here – I am you! Copyrighted © Sorana Salomeia, Iasi, Romania
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