Phantom
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Crimson Love
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I sense my beauteuos phantom,
Where she is...I do not know,
A game of hide and seek,
I always seem to lose.
A delicate apparition,
Coming in sight, to only dissapear,
Taunting me with the beauty I have yet to see,
A faceless woman is whom I seek,
A saddened life, one left so bleak.
Your airy form appears, Only to my mind,
Such a pleasant fiction,
That eludes every fact,
Am I wasting my time?
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