Ghost

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The sun blazing into my room,
Through my window,
Like a striking blazing thunder,
Awoke me up from my sleep.
It reminded me of you.
Of how you came into my life,
Of how you penetrated,
The vast ocean that is my heart.
I thought that it was closed,
Sealed shut forever,
But I was wrong,
Somehow you got in…
And knowing that,
You may never let me in,
I question myself;
Should I deny me this feeling?
No, never…
This is the best gift of all,
Presented to us by GOD,
It should be enjoyed at the fullest,
As one day we may turn,
Into ghosts of the past,
And then, never beaten,
As a battle can never be won,
When fighting a Ghost.