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Ghostwriter Poems - Poems about Ghostwriter


Ghostwriter
Dear, you. I apologize if I scared you. It must be pretty nuts to see a pen write without a hand to move it. You can’t see me, but I ‘m here. Well, we’re here. We’ve been here since you were just a kid. You were scared of us then, maybe you still are. But you should know, we mean no harm. We’re really not supposed to communicate with...

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Categories: ghostwriter, anxiety, childhood, depression, growing
Form: Free verse
Ghostwriter In the Sky
I see flowers scattered in an unkempt garden A beautiful mess, I must beg your pardon How do I identify with this, Lord and Master? This evocative catastrophe, this gorgeous disaster There is much I know I don't know Life is as such in the ebb and flow So many things I know nothing about Yet so little I disbelieve or totally...

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Categories: ghostwriter, analogy, art, change, destiny,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Ghostwriter
Ghost Writer. How vulnerable I am, Haunted By your presence. Dreaming a dream That makes me restless. Walking the halls In the lobby. Disembodied without you. Ghosted, And mayby Busted. The spirit of A double white shadow Detected. The semblance of A total swap-file's Scary validation. And the ghost writer, That secondary image Appearing On the screen Of my eyes, Caused by My poor or Bad reciever or My double reception. Urging me Beyond the covered way But I am...

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Categories: ghostwriter, angst, muse, romantic love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Ghostwriter
I want you to know my name, Before you know my face. I desire that the fame, Surrounds each word I say. I'd struggle in the light; I'd like to hide away. Let every word I write, Be inside the picture frame. ©2014 Honestly JT...

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Categories: ghostwriter, desire, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Ghostwriter Madly In Love
Happily piling in, The discount store games begin tis the season to be jolly but Dont ****ing touch me!- beneath the holly I dont know where that mouths been and look at those clothes! thrift store threads, what hideous throws! Clank clonk clank, duh dribbling dance, but i wont get on the dance floor and Cut a rug! Im far too fly of a fashion bug Hairs...

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Categories: ghostwriter, friendship, funny, love,
Form: Free verse




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