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The ghosts of lovers past

The ghosts of lovers past
Don’t sleep
They never rest
They feast on scraps and crumbs
They live on feelings to never return

 

The ghosts of lovers past
Believe in redemption
They live for the day when love
Will rear its pretty head again
They don’t know too well

 

The ghosts of lovers past
Live on the memories of friends
Live on gifts, mementos and wrong names
They can live forever
In a tale told by an idiot

 

The ghosts of lovers past
Wait for the day to come
When the heart will give them another chance
But the ghosts of lovers past
They still don’t know
They are not allowed to return

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