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Aug 2016
Ticking of the clock,  
tick tock, tick tock...
the ghostly hour
is approaching,
it is creeping closer
by the minute.

Each blink,
each breath,
each step,
is closer to its depths.  

1 by 1 adds up to 2,
each moment it is creeping
closer to you.  

Misty breath,
ghostly hour approaching
faster by the hour.  

1 by 1 adds up to 2,
the ghostly hour is upon you.

Pounding heart,
beating out of your chest,  
footsteps sounding across the room.

The ghostly hour is upon you.
3am oh no...


Boo!


© By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton
Written by
Amanda Shelton  37/F/Bakersfield California
(37/F/Bakersfield California)   
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