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Linger (Poem)

The morning came,
as it began to rain,
as the house descended into the fog,
as I hid in pain,
denying you the chance to see me this way.

The thought of you and I
keeps running through my mind,
lingering like a ghost in the attic,
torturing me to cave in to the thoughts of you at night.

As it continued to rain,
the cold air seeped through the cracks,
taking the memories that danced away,
leaving me to cope with the lingering pain.

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