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The seven sessions - Neon eyes

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Every door moans when it opens,
like it remembers her.
The hinges cry the same note
she used to hum when she was afraid.

I press my ear against the cold,
wait for her breath to find mine.
If ghosts have lungs,
she’s still learning to breathe through me.

Every door sounds like her voice,
every shadow shapes her face.
They said she was gone,
but I can hear her in the walls.

I walk, and the floorboards sing.
I stop, and they still whisper.
She never left this place
she just learned how to echo.


The guards slam locks like thunder,
and I answer in silence.
If fear has a language,
I speak it in her tone.

Sometimes I think I’m the echo,
and she’s the one listening.
Sometimes I think we’re both still here,
waiting for the same door to open.


I whisper her name,
it answers back.
Maybe walls remember love
better than people do.


Every door sounds like her voice,
and I can’t tell if that’s mercy or memory.
If she’s gone,
then why do I still hear her?

if they only knew

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