Ghost

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Like fumes,
you burned through me.

Like a fire,
you burned me down.

Now all that’s left
is a ghost of what we were,

still deep inside your heart.

Like laying on a bed of pin needles,
fire in my chest,

like thorns upon his head.

You let me go,

but some scars stay alive,

and some ghosts never leave.

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“My love for you is what you call a ghost inside your head.”