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(This poem is based on what I see in real life. Whether it's real or not though... I don't know. I can see ghost type things, and I don't even know what it is, I can just feel and see it...)
There I saw, her spirit's eyes
Her eyes were drowning in the sea of regret
How she regret's oh how she regret's
Not giving her own kind a chance.
I looked down, to my feet
I was nothing, not even neat
I am the only who could see her pain
I am the only who can see her burn
I am the only who can see spirit
I am the the only who can communicate with her
I am the only who knows the truth
I am the only who can communicate with her..........
I am the only one who's not trapped with modern inventions.
It's not a dream.