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May 2018
Scared of Ghosts.


A ghost appears through the eyes full of tears
And scares us so much, it awakens our fears.
Is it real or not?  We can’t know for sure;
But it seems so real to us as it enters our world.


Will it hurt us, will it **** us, will it make us a ghost?
We don’t know so we run away, but to where we don’t know.
Just as long as the ghost is gone, because we’re scared out our minds.
No I’m not crazy!  It was there!  Are you blind?


No I’m not joking; I saw it, an apparition before me.
It was see through, but there.  It’s a complete mystery.
I never used to believe in ghosts, before now;
But I saw it; it was there!  It could **** me somehow.


So I ran out the house and down the street
And all the neighbour’s must have heard my screams;
But that doesn’t mean I’m crazy.  I saw it; it was real.
The ghost stood there before me and scared me.  It was ethereal.


Some people say ghosts can’t hurt you, but how do they know?
Have they seen a ghost, lurking down there in the shadows?
I was scared to death, by this image of the dead,
So believe me when I say I am not out of my head.


A dead person stood before me and I saw it shimmer in the light;
It was the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.  Oh what a fright.
It appeared at night; do they not appear during the day?
I don’t know and I don’t want to find out.  I’m moving; ok!
I can’t stay in this house; it is haunted.  I’m out of here!
I believe in ghosts now; they are my biggest fear.
They can’t touch me?  I don’t believe you; I won’t risk it, goodbye.
I’m getting as far as I can from this spirit.  It was my own fright night.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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