POEM STARTER

Submitted by Maranda Quinn

While chasing your ghost, I became one myself.

The Ghost Of You

I’m still in love with your ghost, Yearning for the essence of you, My eyes are set yonder, Itching for a beyond, A place past the veil, Silent, unseen, but real to me. I now haunt the spaces we left behind, Still searching for you, Still fading away, In chasing your ghost, I became one myself.
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