The Evil Specter
“I’m sorry,” she whispered
“Didn’t mean to slap your face.”
His cheek stung, voice quivered
“How did I get to this place?”
She twisted his emotions until
he believed every word she said
and made him forget she came
from the house of the dead
Her mother was born an evil witch
turned her father into a ghost
This girl was a phantom
serving the devil as a host
She’d tricked many men before him
by crushing their heart and soul
Using dark magic to conform them
until she gained control
Friend’s prayed “cast her out”
too many times to mention
He was saved from this specter
by Divine Intervention
02/24/2021
Written for Ghost Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
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