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I moved the furniture. Burned the sheets. Painted over the door where you used to lean. I did everything the movies said to do. And still— there you are. In the corner. In the curve of my breath. In the quiet hum of nothing at all. You don’t haunt like other ghosts. You don’t rattle chains. You don’t creak floors. You just exist. Right where I left you. Right where you left me. I meet someone new and you smile from their shoulder. I laugh, and your name echoes in the space between teeth. You are not dead. You are everywhere. In old shirts. In songs I pretend I’ve forgotten. In the way I still make coffee for two. I told myself I exorcised you. That grief had an expiration date. But then I blink— and there you are, soft and cruel as always. All my ghosts wear your face. Some whisper. Some scream. Some just sit and wait. And worst of all? I let them. Because forgetting you would feel more wrong than keeping you in every shadow I call home.
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I changed the locks, I burned your name But every shadow looks the same You're in the glass, you're in the air I blink and you're already there You left so quiet, left no trace But all my ghosts still wear your face All my ghosts wear your face In the dark, they take your place In every silence, you remain A haunting sweet with silent pain You’re in the mirror, in the halls You laugh inside these empty walls They tell me time will let you go But ghosts like you don’t leave, you know I tried to move, I tried to sleep But you’ve got promises to keep All my ghosts wear your name Your smile, your voice, your flame They hold me close, then disappear But you return with every tear
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