She is the ghost,
Following your shadow,
Ever since the day,
The ashes were scattered.
Don't be scared,
She means no harm;
Just trapped in realms,
With no openings.
You haunt her mind,
She haunts your world;
But knows it is a world,
She could never penetrate.
She has fallen
Irrevocably,
For the idea of you,
And then for you.
She is obsessed,
She knows your every move;
You are possessed,
But you give no love.
Set her free,
Solve the mysteries;
Break the anchor,
So she may go far.
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