it’s finally over

I hope that you’ll catch a glimpse of my face in every passing car

And hear my voice in every song you love

Because what you’ve done to me will haunt me every day.

I hardly even think about you but if I did it would be to

Try to purge you from my memory, extinguish

Your ghost with sage and salt.

You are easy to forget, but

How you made me feel is engraved in my skin

Deep where no one else will ever quite see

In its entirety

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