Ghosts at my bed

I woke up restless, from a fright

Dreamt a dream, a horror night

Standing near the foot of my bed

An empty soul, smiling and dead

 

An empty cry and shallow please

Yet this ghost won't set me free

So, I sit and cry some more

Stuck with all these ghosts of gore

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