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The Ghost


In shadows’ embrace, a ghost remains,
Love unfinished, in eternal chains.
Its mournful whispers fill the night,
Lost in longing, trapped from light.

In empty rooms, it seeks reprieve,
A spectral yearning, impossible to relieve.
Forever bound to a tragic tale,
The ghost’s sorrow, an eternal veil.

Through ethereal mists, the ghost does roam,
Seeking solace, longing for a home.
In twilight’s embrace, does softly weep,
A spectral soul lost in eternal sleep.