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Ghosts of prior friends in waiting Haunting, shrieking as I pass Serving as a stark reminder That I built my house from glass Under watchful eyes I whisper Only loud enough for you Speaking unconditionally Hoping it reflects My truth Even with your reassurance I can’t help but second guess Do I actually belong here Is this why my heart confessed Slowly jealousy controlling Feeble mind is wearing thin Cast out from the iron table Waiting to be let back in
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Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 1:05 AM UTC
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Ghosts of prior friends in waiting Haunting, shrieking as I pass Serving as a stark reminder That I built my house from glass Under watchful eyes I whisper Only loud enough for you Speaking unconditionally Hoping it reflects My truth Even with your reassurance I can’t help but second guess Do I actually belong here Is this why my heart confessed Slowly jealousy controlling Feeble mind is wearing thin Cast out from the iron table Waiting to be let back in
Not gonna lie this went a lot of different directions while writing it but I dig it
#ghosts#deep#inbox#caring
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Icksalan
23/M/Nunya
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 1:05 AM UTC
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