The ghost of you haunts me still
you disappeared in the crowd
among the smell of sulphur and gasoline
beyond the barricades of our dreams
I can still smell your scent on everything
and it breaks my heart that I know long see you
As if you are just a ghost in some machine
like all you ever were was a fantasy to me
how now am I supposed to cope with this life
without you here beside my side for the rest of time
were you just a creation of my mind a simple ghost by design
It’s hard to know especially as time goes by
whether your existence was actually a truth or a lie.
fauxcroft 
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