there's a ghost in my glitter filled room
that reminds me of you
and says, "you are my only muse"
night is the hour of peace
but once the clock strikes at midnight
the ghost comes out to take me to hell
loving you was never a crime
but when i'm trying to move on
your memories still lingering around this time
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