POEM STARTER

Submitted by Maranda Quinn

While chasing your ghost, I became one myself.

The Ghost Of My Past

I loved you.

I loved all of you.

Every part.

Your smile.

Your voice.

Your hair.

You left.

You left me with only your ghost.

The ghost haunted me.

It made me cry.

All the memories of you and me.

Still, I chased your ghost.

Screamed for it not to leave.

But, while chasing your ghost,

I became one myself.

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