Picture Frame

I saw the picture frame we bought together all those years ago,
You and me, smiling at the camera – these ghosts haunting me.
But it’s just a picture frame, and has no life of it’s own.
And it’s my own head that gives these ghosts a life.
Today I laid the picture frame down on it’s face.
Rest In Peace, and leave me be.
Just for today.

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