Challenge
Write something about trying to move on.
No rules. Enjoy.
rest in peace
i'm the only one left here.
their whispers, they still echo in my head. remaining, refusing to fade. permanent words written in ink, smudged and torn, but never leaving.
distractions. a hope that was abandoned. forgotten, tossed in a wastebasket and decomposing, falling apart.
ripped pictures and cracked frames. on the floor amid dust and broken glass. water and salt on the surface.
lonely roads that weren't always this way. footsteps replacing silence. smoke rising through spaces in the asphalt.
i'll walk away from all of this. the ghosts may follow me, but at least i can try.
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