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Oct 2020
when you see ghosts
do not fear
their inane screeching
and boo-hoo warblings
are done to wind you up
look them in their pale faces
and laugh
they are deadbeats who thrive on fear
senseless and pointless they crave
recognition and validation
dumb and irrelevant they want
your minds to doubt and fear
ee the empty vapid miscreants
they are
do not dignify them with responses
how can a collective of hot air
change personality or impact
when the sops don't even have any
personalities themselves
caught in a loop of repetitive ghostly idleness
they're mere carcasses full of nothing
all they can do
is hide and scream boo-hoo boo-hoo
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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