ghost stories
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I opened your cage And freed you from your shackles And watched you fly away Telling myself you will return one day To return the love I bestowed on you by setting you free But I did not expect or demand it I just kept my hopes and dreams up high And gazed upon the
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Don’t get it twisted Don’t lose yourself Trying to be That who others Seem to think that You should be Remember you’re unique And can be A little bit crazy And a whole lot flawed But those are the things About you that others See and adore Within you So don’t get it twisted Be
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A noise heard in the darkness this new place she lived in creaked and groaned this place she was hoping to call home first week of living alone since the end of her marriage and the broken heart pain she now carried with her. She go up out out of her bed, tied back he
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Satan is not a true being But a reflection our own ruin It’s a metaphor for our own short comings Our own incarnate evil and wicked thoughts That we subliminally have been taught Since childhood until we die The only demons are the ones inside Created by our own irrational and corrupted minds That can
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I adventure through jungles And tropical lands I travel deserts over vast area of nothing but sand I sail the oceans on the jet stream I work on trawlers fishing in the extreme I hide from spies and enemies I sit on mountain tops meditating I woo and seduce the most beautiful girls I go
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Call me philanthropic Call me anything you like It’s not a state of ego being It’s just about what’s right Of course I care for myself But I put others first Who I see are struggling Those I see who are hurt It’s an act of selfless contrition For being blessed to be In a
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There are things that haunt me There are ghosts that hover close That live on the periphery That resonate on harmonic notes Of frequency within the vibrations of our dreams It’s hard to tell what their intentions are It’s hard to know what we should feel About these ghosts that haunt us Are they friendly


