tormants from a past ghost shovels me with music of acoustic notes.
clothes hung to high to reach and unsteady stools tease.
jealous insider followed with glaring looks and medicine to kills her stares
a kiss and a change of a face.
following with your past love and new affair.
mirrors reflection of myself of false images of time clicking away.
thinking repeatively when i sleep
and when i awake.
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