Next to her
I'm a ghost next to her You laugh and smile and talk with her Like you once did with me But I am nothing next to her I am a shadow next to her A distant memory of what once was She is pretty and kind and sweet And I am nothing next to her I am irrelevant next to her My presence barely noticeable No matter how I scream, and cry and shout You will never hear me Because I will always be Nothing next to her
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