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Title: The Ghost
Author: Anonymous
Date Submitted: 12/9/2007

 
Poem: Our love had run its course
No need to beat a dead horse
The fever finally broken
Our final words needed to be spoken:

A broken heart
Let us know we have one
We work it out in our dreams
We don't fall apart at the seams
No good in bitter screams

Given up the ghost
No one's been hurt the most...