I ask myself everyday
“Why the fuck am I still here?”
And I can never come up with an answer
-Ghostwife
Ghosts of the past stay in the Present
Ghosts of the past stay in the Present
I ask myself everyday
“Why the fuck am I still here?”
And I can never come up with an answer
-Ghostwife
Ghost Wife Poems 
well penned!
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Hello Ghostwife. I enjoyed your work today. Each poem. Meaningful and you left something for the reader to think about.
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