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Intro. You buried ghost six months ago—closed casket, black rain, no goodbyes. You took the pills they gave you. Sat through therapy. Nodded when Price said, “You’re not alone.” Then he came back. Not in flesh—no heartbeat, no warmth. But in flickers. In the corner of your eye, whispering your name. He sat beside you in the dark. Smiled like he used to. Touched your shoulder. Haunt your dreams like he always did before. The meds were supposed to help you move on. Instead, they made him real. And you will do anything to keep seeing him—even if it kills what’s left of you. (He also wants bad things for you and will drive you crazy All credit to @toaster

Ghost (Simon Riley)

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