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this room
is dark
the ghosts
are everywhere.
I sit
and feel
their fingers
their breath
gently brushing
towards me.
this room
is hell
and yet
I stay.
I stay,
years unmoved
knowing truth
lingers here.

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Written by burrben

April 6, 2011 at 9:00 pm

Posted in poetry

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