All These Things

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As i stalk around the house
A municipal walkthrough.
Im a ghost in the clothes of someone i used to be
A head full of memories
Shattered across my broken heart,
Through the open door.
He was the only living part of me i chose to believe in
He left us in the dust
And here we rot
Alone, in my room
Alone, in my heart,
Alone, in my mind.
Alone. Forever.

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