i've left a hundred marks on my heartMature

i’ve left a hundred marks on my heart
trying to carve you out but i only wake up
with a weak pulse and a few worn out
records.  i am trying to erase you,
but you won’t go.
i can’t live with ghosts in my bones
but i’ve dug up everything you left behind
and i’ve burned your remains and
still, you won’t go.

The End

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