I wasn’t alone tonight, he wrote. His hand hovered above the page. I’m not ever alone because of the beast in me. It never lets me forget it either, but this was different.
I wasn’t alone tonightI’m not ever alone because of the beast in me. It never lets me forget it either, but this was different.This was the first time I felt somebody before I saw them.
This was the first time I felt somebody before I saw them.I felt her.
I felt her.I thought she was a ghost.
I thought she was a ghost.Old neighborhoods are full of them.
Old neighborhoods are full of them.And I know I’m haunted. Nobody’s got to tell me that.
And I know I’m haunted. Nobody’s got to tell me that.They’re all in me, these ghosts. They’ll be with me forever, I guess. Especially if the beast keeps collecting them.
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