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You are not anywhere as you used to be; you are not here.

You are a ghost in your mystery, and I do not feel it is worthy to find you out.

Shadows swallow every corner of brightness from you that once lit my swollen heart.

It is incomprehensible for me to accept how you kept me in the dark.

And now I ponder who you are, to think I am too weak to handle the truth.

I shake my head

For you,


– Tia D. O’Grady