Ghost

She's had such a long day

Everytime she closes her eyes

she sees the daughnting 

lights of the squad car.

 

She's haunted by the 

ghosts of her past.

She shakes in fear

with just ten minutes 

left to spare.

 

Why can't she do anything right?

When will she ever learn?

 

They ask why she is so secluded.

Well, here is their answer why.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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