Ghost

Ghost

A Poem by Rosauro Brillantes
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A buddy just gave me this random topic to write about one day

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And so I'm staring down this hall
I'm hearing noises so I stall
I continue down this corridor
He's guilty but I'm sorrier
Step by step upon the dust
I should leave, but on I thrust
A pair of eyes right on my face
Darts around so my heart will race
In a mirror then I see
A silhouette right behind me
Turn around but nothing there
There was something there I swear
Face the mirror again I find
The ghost is standing right behind
I want to yell but freeze in fear
Adrenaline rush � I don't think clear
I feel its cold hand on my skin
I pray to God, when did I sin?
I feel my warmth slip like a knife
The ghost is me and I am it
The ghost just stole my life

© 2009 Rosauro Brillantes


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i was surprised by the end and i loved it

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is bloody brilliant!
"He's guilty but I'm sorrier" This is my favorite line.
Good rhyme and flow. It's almost humorous.


Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on March 26, 2009

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Rosauro Brillantes
Rosauro Brillantes

Guelph, Canada



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