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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2152268
My first go a ghost poem. Inspired by "Crissy"
Ghosts of the dawn.
Damp dew on the lawn.
Shadows of dark times.
In the hallway, the clock chimes.

These ghosts yearn to be seen.
Their spirits are clean.
Calling our names.
In the dark, playing games.

Silver shadows we ride.
No need to hide.
Swirling mist on the moors.
Ghosts opening doors.

The figure stands tall in the hall,
listening to the clock chimes.
Come gather, see their light.
Ghosts promise us better times.
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