Ghost
I wake in a fever
Sit up in my bed
Nightly visits
Seeing the dead
This house is a horror
This house is a fright
I pray for salvation
Shut my eyes tight
Why does this happen
Just to me
Why don’t my brothers
My sisters see
Is this my curse
For being born
From celestial
Placement torn
Not damnation
A gift was given
Help the lost
Ascend to heaven
I pray for strength
With all my might
To help the ghosts
Visiting me tonight
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