The rain slowly falls
all through the night
inside of the halls,
not a soul in sight
Now I walk the abandoned hall
with a candle for a light
so that we will not fall
as I hold our memories tight
The feeling never did end
my candle's flame hissed
I'm walking with the ghost of my girlfriend
that ceases to exist
I her her back, but not to boast
but rather to stop my walking with the ghost













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