ghost of me
is not me
I can say it
in all days
but in this way...
I can't play.
I can stay here
but I'm not here...
touched with the lust and blame
In the crazy mirror is not the same.
weird faces, strange places,
changes, moody shades
darks patch, red light,
blue smoke... room tight.
make circle aroud.
dance, jump, run out...
ghost of me
is not me.
I can't play.
I can't stay here
ghosts of me
is not me.
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