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Ghostly hands


I cling to you ~ still
holding on that all that once was
with ghostly hands

I claw at the sheets of our bed
hug your pillow
my scent already gone

I can't sever the lines that bind us
lingering, I keep seeing you
I need to keep seeing you

please, see me too

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