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Dec 2020
there's a ghost in the basement
who comes out when it's raining

i don’t know what he wants
but i don’t want him to go

i find comfort in the hauntings
and i hate to admit this

but i think i’m more afraid
of being alone
Written by
cleobug  23/Genderqueer/los angeles
(23/Genderqueer/los angeles)   
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