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He won’t get another chance this time. I’ll mourn. Let him haunt me in fragments of memories. A ghost. A whisper on the wind. I need to burn sage. Perform an exorcism. Expel him and his voice and his smile, from my mind and my heart.
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
Just a Whisper
He won’t get another chance this time. I’ll mourn. Let him haunt me in fragments of memories. A ghost. A whisper on the wind. I need to burn sage. Perform an exorcism. Expel him and his voice and his smile, from my mind and my heart.
#heartache#love#breakup#pining#pain#mourning
wolfwoman
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wolfwoman
22/F/New York
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
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