your spirit is still there
in the house we shared
i see your shadow running around
but then i turn and i see myself
i see my ugly, horrific shadow
i hate it
because it's not you
i hate everyone
because it's not you
i hate everything
because it's not you
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Poésiejust shitty poems that i've written while i was bored asf