It’s days like these When all my rooms Seem to hold ghosts Of the past in shadows That no amount of light Can seem to chase away So I’m here living haunted By a past that won’t leave Like you left with everything Except these memories still Frequenting my hurt heart In dim hours before dawn When I just want to sleep But sleep is not coming Because of the presence Still filling all the spaces Where you no longer exist
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