I'm bleeding…

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A light that is white, I'm seeing,

Without sight.

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I'm feeling, not a thing tonight,

I'm hearing, your screaming voice's plight,

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My breathing, or rather not, is one of death's many spites.

My Living, so obviously untrue, as I haven't got the might.

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Tears…I can't cry.

Fears…I can't die.

Jeers…no one could see me, if I were to try.

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Screaming, crying;

Living, dying.

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Pain that just won't leave.

Loved ones who won't bereave.

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Please, Don't Cry! I call out,

But you won't hear me, without a doubt.

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I'm invulnerable, but you're not.

The pain of seeing your body maimed would kill me again, like a shot.

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The silence lives inside of my mind,

I wish that I'd have had more time.

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To love you forevermore.

I could never have expected more.

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Because, now,

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You can't see me,

But I see you.

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You can't hear me,

But I hear you.

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You can't touch me,

I'm intangible to you.

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But you feel my presence.

It's you I'll haunt.

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I'm within you're very mind,

Seeping in, beneath the binds.

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I watch and wait, counting precious hours,

As death and disease, my loved ones devour.

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And grief is foremost among their ailments,

I wish to end the agony of watching on with impalement.

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My continuous existence is like a pain,

Having to suffer through the constant strain,

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Of seeing you face, oh so clearly,

Yet never again to hold you, oh, so dearly.

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To kiss and touch,

Excite and blush.

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To have and hold,

Till day untold.

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Because death has separated us, indefinitely,

And my state is far from temporary.

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Being dead, and yet, still here.

It hurts so much, my darling, my dear,

To be so far and yet, so near…

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It doesn't hurt, being a Ghost.

It's seeing you that pains me the most.

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I'm the living dead, an astral form,

Caught 'tween the world and yore.

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I wish with all my might,

That I might be visible to you this night.

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I know how impossible that would seem,

Unless you had died, I mean.

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I'd die again, if that were the case,

And to avenge your murder would be my goal to chase.

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And if anyone tried to hurt you,

I'll drive them insane, through and through.

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I'll make them scream and cry, and hurt,

I'll mess with their minds till the day that they'll forever burn.

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I'll be ever watching,

Always haunting.

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Trying to get you to notice my presence,

Even though, I know, that you'll never hear me speak another sentence.

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I will haunt you till the dire end,

Loving forever, and even after your heart goes on the mend.

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Mine will never heal, until the day you die.

But still I hope that that day never comes, and goes by.

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Never should you suffer more,

The way you did, that time before.

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When I died, in your arms,

When I failed to keep you safe from harm.

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A bloody mess, you held to me,

Even though I could no longer see.

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From within my body, no longer warm

Now, in the ground, decomposing, my clothes torn.

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But I'm still here! Why can't you see?

You're never without me.

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My haunting presence chills your soul,

Makes you cry, you're never whole.

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I will not leave, you, I hope you know.

I love you too much, my soul won't go.

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And if you love me, like I love you,

We'll never have to be alone, we'll never be through.

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I will always be haunting you.

R.I.P. Patrick Swayze. I Ghost.