I still taste the past
A bitter taste on my tongue
No amount of water
Can wash it away
The taste too intense makes me twist in pain and misery.-haunted
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PoetryA letter of all the things I cannot say out loud but am constantly thinking and being haunted by. Dark content used in the story Read at your own risk
Haunted
I still taste the past
A bitter taste on my tongue
No amount of water
Can wash it away
The taste too intense makes me twist in pain and misery.-haunted