Whispering ghosts tell the story of what used to be,
swirling around in my head.
That memory stung with sharp intensity
and shocked my heart out of my chest.
Our electric connection
with mixed intentions
only lead to silent rejection.
I spend all night trying to keep on reminding myself
of what caused my mangled pride.
But boiling temptations holt my minds creations
and I think of you and these thoughts won't subside.
You always had a heart of carelessness
and an overuse of the second chance.
Thoughts of you endanger my tolerance.
Our electric connection
with mixed intentions
only lead to silent rejection.
All those promises you made to me
and the lies in your magnetic speech
tore my innocence.
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