I am rarely truly seen
And hardly often truly heard
I sit in the shadows now hurt.
If bleed my heart could through my chest
Then covered in blood would be this shirt.
For I am a Ghost, Whom is not often seen or heard.
Yet is mostly feared.
Though gentle I am mostly.
More then not I suffer from being lonely.
For i am a Ghost, whom is not often seen or heard.
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