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Late at night

I hear the voices

from my past,

hauntingly familiar,

lingering as I lay my head down

to rest.

It’s not that I’m obsessed,

things remain

that frighten me,

I feel so alone as the things said

have changed how I am.

Is it easy to explain

the way things gone still remain?


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