• Hannah Flowers

sometimes i wish you were a ghost

so this haunted feeling made any sense

in the words that drip from the pen

i find your silhouette staring back

yet you walk among the living still

sow your seeds and pay your debts

oh, but you owe nothing to me

sometimes i wish that you did

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