Ghost Town/by:Haunted Lunacy

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Our love was just a made up theory 
based on a ghost town, we used
to walk these streets together until 
you stopped coming around.
Empty haunted buildings 
where love once dared to dwell.
filled with broken memories this 
place is now my hell.
Whispers in the hallways,
remind me that your gone,
your arms, they used to hold
me, in this place we called
a home. Now i sit within
these desolate walls, in this
empty hollow town, where
love once dared to dwell,
and you once came around.

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