By WHERE.IS.THE.... on Flickr
The ghosts on the railway tracks
Many died by accidents or tragedies
Some by suicides the sadness of life
The souls roam on the railway lines
They call you
Whispering with the breeze
Enticing the good life
Over the wall
You feel the wind
Caressing with its cold air
You shiver imaging the time
Of lost souls crying to be free
The time for the light
It isn’t time as yet
The tragedy of life
Waiting to flow
Yet it will be a long time
When you imagine hard
You will hear the whispering cry
Of their lives living in parts
On the railway lines
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