Ghost

It’s 7 AM, I’m thinking about your mouth,

And every ounce of me is drained /

I have considered erasing you,

But that hurts just the same /

 

I want to tell you that I still feel your breath on my neck,

I’ve been rearranging the words on my tongue /

But I am just lonely,

And you are just someone.

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