114+1A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜Apparitions flee, through walls of my emotions: all the world's a ghost. Strange thoughts beset me, and then a revelation: that I am the ghost.© 2014 Ripped Denim 💜 |
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Added on January 25, 2014 Last Updated on January 25, 2014 Author |

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