Yr ghost still haunts me.
He's always
ruffling
my bed's
sheets.
Yr ghosts still pulls my hair and leaves
patches
of
it
I do not take the alley ways at night
for I know yr ghost will sneak behind me
cleverly trying to hide himself
when i turn my head
'you still have a shadow, ' I say
yr ghosts pulls up my floorboards
searching
for what he lost
'you're not going to find it here, ' I say
and then he mouths that he'll leave
but he never completely goes away.
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