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I live with a Ghost inside of me. His cold fingers scratching at the back of my heart constantly. I live with a Ghost haunting my side. He is the reason for the subtle breaks in my stride. And I keep telling myself if I can just leave it all behind, If I can leave and give myself time... But not even time can break what will never completely leave my mind.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
The Ghost of Frightening Memories Past
I live with a Ghost inside of me. His cold fingers scratching at the back of my heart constantly. I live with a Ghost haunting my side. He is the reason for the subtle breaks in my stride. And I keep telling myself if I can just leave it all behind, If I can leave and give myself time... But not even time can break what will never completely leave my mind.
It's been three years. Time does not heal all wounds.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
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