POEM STARTER

Submitted by Maranda Quinn

While chasing your ghost, I became one myself.

I Followed You To The End

I thought I was being brave

But attention, I was quick to crave

The bullets you shot

I took the chance to have them caught


When you thought life,

Cut through you like a knife

Or at least that's what you said

Maybe that when you started your little tread


I just followed like I was in love

Maybe I was, or maybe I was drugged

Or maybe I was just plain dumb

Feeling so freaking numb


Whatever the cause, I followed you to the end

I thought you and I were best friends

Maybe even more, my mind

Peace I will never find


And this is what I am

Your love was an obvious scam

While chasing your ghost

I became one myself…

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