Saturday, November 6, 2010




I'm disappearing--

I can't hold onto myself. I wish I were a ghost. They're lovely and they're white, and they flit about from here to there and back to here again, and at times they give you the most wonderful chill down your spine, to remind us how truly alive we are (because we so often forget).
But best of all, when you are a ghost, you never have to stay; you may float away whenever you please, and just

disappear.

4 comments:

  1. Ghosts are all the same; I'd rather be a witch. But to her her own, don't lose hope, darling! xx

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  2. Oh, don't disappear! Ghosts can be so lonely and sad sometimes. I think I'd be a witch, too.

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  3. Never disappear. You are too precious x

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