Ghostwriter

Imagine an invisible ghost picks up a pen

And starts writing to you again and again

You can't see the ghost, but you know it's there

As its pen scratches paper with a spooky stare

The ghost's handwriting is a scary sight

In wispy letters as black as night

Its words make chills run down your spine

As you read every line, trying not to whine

The ghost tells tales of haunting nights

Filled with screams and eerie sights

It writes of things that make you shiver

As its pen dance with every quiver

But then the ghost begins to change its tune

Starting to write about a bright new moon

It shares of hope and of love so true

That it seems like the ghost knew what to do

With each pen stroke, your fear dissipates

As the ghost tells stories that resonate

And in the end, you realize with glee

That the ghost's writing is meant to set you free.

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