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Drip drip drip goes the tap screaming fills the room a rush of feet the dripping continues join us join us echo the ghosts of my grandmother’s past Drip drip drip It just won’t stop Just as suddenly as it began Screaming fades abruptly entering softly my hairs stand on end haunting my dreams for the rest of my nights Drip drip drip there she lies hair white mouth wide a terrified look frozen in her eyes eternally indelible is the sound of the tap going Drip Drip drip
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
Drip Drip Drip