Ghost

Lilies rose from the water
Depths unknown to my heart
Love came here to find me
And lingers when I depart
Yet, still my eyes turn liquid
The glass in my brain starts to crack.
Alone in my room I was nothing
But a ghost who had taken you back
The snow falls, like ash, all around me
Glimmering, jealous, & cold
Like it or not I am loved, now!
At least that is what I’ve been told
So why do I still turn to liquor,
As roses descend from the stars? 
And why do your eyes still say nothing
While my lover devours my heart? 


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