Ghost
Greatly terrifying,
How I feel like crying
Oh, what was that
Save me, how I hope it was a rat, alas it's a GHOST.
Time ticking by, oh why shall it be, come by when I need you most
Copyright © Carla Jones | Year Posted 2014
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