The Ghost by Mohit Biju [Lonely Lupa]

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I’m a ghost looking at the world with my cold obliviant eyes ,
Feeling everything around me turn to dust as they are all sweet lies .
As everything familiar around fades away I am left all alone ,
which then forces me to accept the universal truth and move on .
As i drift on to embrace the destiny undecided lying ahead ,
I see hopeless mortals praying for their godly love and daily bread.
One day the world will be as obliviant and cold as my ghostly eyes ,
then there won’t be any difference between bitter truth and sweet lies .

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