there are places
she can't go.
memories
are there. ghosts.
words still
hanging in the air,
faces in the crowd,
strangers that look
familiar.
shadows.
she's haunted
with the past,
the loves that have
come
and gone,
her world
with each new
day getting smaller
and smaller.
Monday, December 29, 2014
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