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Black roses laced with silverBy a broken moon.Ten million starsAnd the whispered harmonies of leaves.We werer these.Beside a dried up fountainLie five dusty tomesWith faded pasted picturesOf love's reverie.Across each cover is written,"Herein are Photos of Ghosts"Of ghosts, of ghosts,Of the days we ran and the days we sang.
Black roses laced with silverBy a broken moon.Ten million starsAnd the whispered harmonies of leaves.We werer these.Beside a dried up fountainLie five dusty tomesWith faded pasted picturesOf love's reverie.Across each cover is written,"Herein are Photos of Ghosts"Of ghosts, of ghosts,Of the days we ran and the days we sang.