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Ghosts

I can hear the ghosts in the night I wake up alone flickering the light But when I awake Nowhere to be seen Except a voice I hear from a far Almost like an engine Or someone revving up the car I know I can hear them But they all laugh at me I have even seen them Looking at me Why Don’t they believe me? It’s as if I’ve gone mad They think I’m crazy And believe I am mad I am not I hear them in the night Creeping in my room Sitting on the edge of my bed And then I awake and hear a loud boom I gasp and jump up in fright And then they disappear And I wonder where As I sit in fear of my life But it all goes quiet So I snuggle up tight

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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