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About This Poem
Please Help Me Sir
One night while walking in the park
I saw a figure gliding in the dark
A glimpse of white, and long red hair
I knew it was a ghost as it came near
Red stains of blood upon her dress
This ghostly girl was not at rest
With one hand she beckons me
Frozen I stood, I could not flee
As I looked closer I could see
Her throat was cut from ear to ear
My body shook,filled with fear
Now I hear her deathly moan
Please help me Sir I'm so alone
Then like the flicker of fireflies
She disappeared before my eyes
carolann crowley 12/28/2011
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