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'' That They Cannot See ''
A ghostly presence,
Follows me around,
I feel such pleasance,
When I hear that sound.
It's like a light,
Going on in my head,
Shining so bright.
No feeling of dread.
She means no harm,
You say, how do I know,
There's no fear or alarm,
Just a bright glow.
In times of need,
She is always there,
Whenever I bleed,
She is so aware.
She gives me hope,
A burning desire,
Helps me to cope,
When things are dire.
If you are its host,
They're saying, why me?
What is a ghost,
That nobody can see.
The sceptics say never,
There are no such things,
They're not very clever,
Someone's pulling their strings.
The religious cynics,
Say I'm deranged,
They sent me to clinics,
To get my mind changed.
But I'm not for budging,
I know what I feel,
This issue they're fudging,
What do their minds conceal?
I find it quite odd,
While they're mocking me,
They worship a God,
' That They Cannot See '
Follows me around,
I feel such pleasance,
When I hear that sound.
It's like a light,
Going on in my head,
Shining so bright.
No feeling of dread.
She means no harm,
You say, how do I know,
There's no fear or alarm,
Just a bright glow.
In times of need,
She is always there,
Whenever I bleed,
She is so aware.
She gives me hope,
A burning desire,
Helps me to cope,
When things are dire.
If you are its host,
They're saying, why me?
What is a ghost,
That nobody can see.
The sceptics say never,
There are no such things,
They're not very clever,
Someone's pulling their strings.
The religious cynics,
Say I'm deranged,
They sent me to clinics,
To get my mind changed.
But I'm not for budging,
I know what I feel,
This issue they're fudging,
What do their minds conceal?
I find it quite odd,
While they're mocking me,
They worship a God,
' That They Cannot See '
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`` That They Cannot See ``
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