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Laughing Gypsy

The Ghost of the Past

By The Girl in GreyPublished 6 years ago 1 min read

I didn't plan for my life to turn out like this.

I didn't plan to be a laughing gypsy on that skyscraper.

The ghost who's eyes you've seen and miss.

The girl who doesn't exist on paper.

Indecisive and as untamable as the Arizona wind.

Subjective to whatever it is she needs to prove.

Dark beauty with the ever slight grin.

And she only wants you.

Sacrifice your freedom for an embrace.

Hold your breath and hope he doesn't leave.

Can't even manage to look him in the face.

Afraid of what it is he may see.

I'm running, and I keep running in circle sighs.

Up the walls and through these chains.

How stupid of me to want someone to be mine.

Not me, those types always bring the pain.

I'm disappointed that I let myself even fall this far.

And I'm scared of allowing anyone inside.

For I haven't even caught my own heart.

And from myself, I try to hide.

Love always,

Chayle

heartbreak

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The Girl in Grey

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