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Mar 2016
I’ve been seeing ghosts lately
the kind that keeps me up at night
Father wonders what’s wrong with me
Mother asks if i’ll be alright

I think I saw grandma, Pa
Her hair whiter than I remember
She was sitting on her favourite sofa
And playing with her pearls

Then I felt your presence around me
Your hands wrapped around my throat
With my heart on my sleeve
I begged and pleaded - "Please don’t go"

The ghosts have come back to haunt me, Mother
I can feel them in my bones
This time they taunt me and scream louder
But it’s better than being alone

- S.S (I want to see you but you're not mine)
I wish Grandma was still around to cook all her favourite dishes. I wish you were still around to laugh at all my jokes.
Syaff S
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Syaff S  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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