I can still smell her aroma of sweet lilies
everywhere I go
in my
sweatshirts
and
sheets.I need to do an exorcism on myself,
she haunts my mind with her lips.-maybe i'm the ghost
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A Star Hoping to Fly
Poetry"When will I know that everything will be okay?" "You won't. One day you'll wake up, and you'll start your day as a normal day. You will do normal tasks and listen to normal music. You will wake up and notice, that your pain has faded, and you're st...