Young Writers Society

Before you read, I'd like to give a note that this was written a few years ago, and is a tad cliche. If you've got any advice on how to improve it, I'd love to hear it!
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Once so young and starry-eyed,
you made me trip; took me on a ride.
You made me lose that innocent blush;
I can't believe you took so much.
Now you play the part of "ghost"
and take from me what matters most.
I should have seen and heard the signs
and left you standing far behind.

Leave me;
take what you will and
leave me.
I'll run until you
leave me.
I'll run so far from here.

Once so young and innocent,
I believed you heaven-sent.
Your voice so raw like molten gold
whispered secrets yet untold.
Now you haunt my ev'ry breath.
Who would save me from this death?

Running;
So hard and fast, I'm
running.
Till tears have passed, I'm
running.
I'll run so far from here.

Now so old and broken down,
I'll shiver when I hear the sound;
your voice, an angel from dark hell.
To think I thought I knew you well!
To think you haunt me night and day;
my heart still shouts "Be gone! Go away!"
In the night, my demon sings.
Why can't I stop remembering?

Leaving;
I wish you would start
leaving.
My heart so fixed on
leaving.
I'll run so far from here.

Why do you taunt me
follow me; haunt me?
What do you want,
my ghost?
Why won't you leave me,
you only deceive me?
What did I do,
my ghost?

Dreaming;
I want to think I'm
dreaming.
A nightmare; now I'm
screaming!
I'll run so far from here.