Ghosts

I still see her on the street,
and I still see her on her feet
not swinging or laughing
just standing while I’m crying.
Sorry girl, you and me are through
ghosts aren’t the way to go.
Can’t follow me forever sweet heart
and I can’t follow you either.

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