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Nov 2023
Living Ghost
In every sense I'm a spirit
Slipped of human substance,
Settled like dust
On all this that must
Have once given me life.
My souls slipped my skin
And now all is haunting,
Lingering
And not letting go.
#depression #sadness #haunting #ghosts
Written by
Lily Priest
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