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Jan 13
Your scent lingers on your shirts
and your words still taint my skin
your memory still eats away at me,
slowly but surely
i get rid of you
you become a ghost
i let you fade
until you’re nothing.  
                       ( just like you told me. )

β€” karma’s a ***** has so am i // a.
22 Janvier 2020
22:50 pm
Written by
alexis  17/F/the stars
(17/F/the stars)   
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