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the autumn wind carries all of the ghosts, they catch on me and hide under his sheets, they make their nests in my clothing seams, possessing my bones and my being
we waited til the morning where the sun did rise, but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes, ghosts fill my head with such rotten things, and with the loneliness that the cold air brings
the room was dim so i doubt that he could see, my cold, shaking hands and my reddened cheeks, a part of me wished to crawl under his sheets but i sincerely doubted that we would sleep
so we waited til the morning where the sun did rise, but the moon still lingered in his weary eyes, betraying a good heart to satisfy mine but he’s a ghost i never thought i’d find

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