Keegan Moore

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The Phantom - Poem by Keegan Moore

as i look through the blackened night
the phantom is in my sight
i listen closely for his call
i only hear him that is all
then he screams a deafening sound
then i realize what i found
the phantom is calling for me
i look closer so i can see
then he brings me to a World Of Hate
then i realize about his fate
the phantom does not want to die
so i scream why why why
its up to me to make the choice
the phantom screams his dieing voice
but i guess my choice was wrong
now i feel i don't belong
i looked in the mirror to see what I've become
and the in the reflection i'm The Phantom

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 1, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 2, 2009


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