Ghost Whispers

Ghost whispers on my lips
Not speaking the words aloud.
They say that when words fail, music speaks
And I see no lie in that.
A girl's favorite song will say more
Than her face or her words ever will. 

I silently whisper the lyrics to myself.
As I walk I lose.
I lose reality.
I lose who I am. 
I let go. 

Ghost whispers on my lips,
The words pour out of my fingers, too. 
And I don't care if you read this
But these ghost whispers on my lips
Say more than I ever will.

The End

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