Ghost In My House
She comes in dreams disguised,
she takes what's needed
to stave her cries.
Her ghostly presence,
scares me not,
for she once lived here
and as not forgot.
Why can she not sleep,
who forsaked her,
made her weep?
Weep in dark hours
in gowns so black,
am I the link,
to take her back?
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