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Shadow of the Dead

Poetry By: CaliforniaPikachuGurl
Poetry


A poem about when you have those nightmares...


Submitted:Jun 21, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Darkness will spread, all around the dead. The tumestones are empty, and the ghosts appear. Men in black, Women in white, dresses and tights. Haunting the children, having a trouble in bed. They wake up, the dream is over. And the ghosts are gone. So no more bad dreams having to wake up your mom.




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