Like A Ghost in An Open Field
Why did you run my friend
Vanishing
Like a ghost in an open field
No word no sound
Not a single sound
Eerie blackness of desert nights
Why did you ghost me my friend
Was I unfair
Did I demand
Did I speak bad
Did my tears offend
Did I vent much
Seagulls fly away my friend
Life is freedom
A farewell is air
Air is farewell
Disappearance
Could come from dread
Paralyzing
Soul shattering or
chilling
Lke an avalanche coming
No time for farewell
No time for closure
Buried under
Our days past
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