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our house is haunted
memories floating like ghosts
screaming without sound
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The Words you Don't want to Hear
By the time,
You read this...
Literature
becoming
though never
half as clever as
the raging storms
I named him
let me be
the pleasure
in forgetting
let me spend forever
learning
the ways you say unending
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Haunted
I've been living a peaceful life for so long,
I forgot that I'm living on borrowed time.
The blood on the tissue paper,
the handkerchief, the cloth--
It's a reminder that I'm already owned.
And I can hear them calling for me,
through the walls and through the windows,
in the mirrors and in the shadows,
beasts wishing to feast, on this flesh that is me...
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My heart hurts from reading this haiku 
So much emotions in 17 syllables, this is beautiful!
So much emotions in 17 syllables, this is beautiful!