The ghost of me, she haunts and hides... the words, the deeds, the never was...
I keep her safe I keep her warm, but always she tries to escape, to take a leap, to take a bow, she', always taking credit for, what is, although she never, was. The happy girl, the wounded soul, the hero, and the coward... all these she is, but never was.... all the faces and the costumes and the false bravado too.... all these she is but never was... and now I wasn't too....
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