untitled

Chances I never took

Hang like skeletons
In my closet. Love that shook 
Me to my core
That I could only ignore 
Replaced by fantasy
I know you mean more 
But life is full of jagged
Cliff Edges. And those skeletons
Didn’t die on their own. 
The ghost souls whisper
To me when i am alone
I wish I could make out
Their words so soft
Telling me that nothing in 
Life is permanent. 
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