The Ghost Within

There’s an intimate ghost

inside me,

the spirit of my youth.

Her haunting image

lives in my reflection.

I breathe her vitality, but

her soul

no longer is mine.

Isolated

to only memories of  her life,

she exists through me.

A martyr trapped

between

the solitary walls of my mind,

we share a familiar

dream.

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