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This is a collection of poems that I am wanting to work on. Expect an update every Thursday and Saturday. I hope you enjoy the read.

The Specter

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by Writer-under-fire

by Writer-under-fire

You don't see me,

You don't hear me,

You may fear me

But with time you'll accept me.

I can make your life a living hell

Knocking paintings off the wall

Hiding your precious little things from you.

I could get angry

But it depends on what you do.

I could love you

But I could never hold you.

My touch is cold

And could never warm you.

I'll just stay in the shadows,

Creeping into your future.

I am your specter.

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