And It Haunts Me

September 15, 2013
By LenaLeaf GOLD, Edinburg, Virginia
LenaLeaf GOLD, Edinburg, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"Between living and dreaming there is a third, guess it." -Antonio Machado


Sometimes the mirror leaves bruises
Fingerprints of the child I used to be
And It haunts me.
It haunts me.
Sometimes the walls scream people
That I've never met, but wish to be.
And It haunts me.
It haunts me.
Sometimes the carpet burns memories
But not the memory of me.
And It haunts me.
It haunts me.
Sometimes the doors shed Fingernails
Those don't belong to me.
And It haunts me.
It haunts me.
Sometimes the pillows whisper an Ellipsis
However, I still don't remember
What It is
That's haunting me.



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