This city is only bringing ghostly memories. Can't look anywhere without the memories coming to haunt me.

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Shrooms Grew Out Of Your Words
PoetryShort Written Portions Of A Wonderfully Hurt Mind. Words and thoughts of a 16 year old boy, who's feelings change as each poem is written.
This City
This city is only bringing ghostly memories. Can't look anywhere without the memories coming to haunt me.