Louis Cecile

Rookie - 5 Points (London)

Ghost - Poem by Louis Cecile

When you are dismissed from at an early age

It feels like being put in a cage

No nourishment leads to rot

You dream as child a sleep in the cot

Spirit flies high spirit flies low

Wandering where to go

The whole of me left with no boast

Dismissed I remain a ghost

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  • Rookie - 38 Points Heyyou Boy (3/12/2012 9:40:00 AM)

    A really great poem outstanding write. Well done Louis (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (8/28/2011 1:53:00 AM)

    Ghosts speak a word of heresy for more ghosts to come along ages of innocence to win this silence.Hopes fly with hopes anonymous..well done (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2010



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