I’m just a ghost of my past self.
Someone who seems to be haunted by the memories of the past.
Reminiscing on things that no longer seem to matter.
I’m a shell of myself.
A hollowed out piece of who I once was.
I need to look in the mirror again.
Decide that change can sometimes be good.
Shed layers upon layers of my shell.
I shed my skin just like a snake does.
Discard the parts of myself that I no longer resonate with.
Constantly changing and healing.
But I still feel like a ghost of who I once was.
Maybe I need a second look in that mirror.
Just to look into my eyes and see who I am.
Chloe Rose Violet
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Chloe Unfiltered
28 years old~ Creative Soul
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