The radio booms on speakers it’s enough to wake the dead zombies re attach their heads ghosts clammer for attention. What’s this dissenting dismal story ...
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My imaginary friend or ghost of a little boy who had one eye green and one eye blue taken into special needs, not knowing why not having a clue. He asked me...
Stone grey walls. Where silence falls. where mouths do not speak birds do not sing. On her throne a Queen in a land of mourning every day a new day dawning...
My imaginary friend or ghost of a little boy who had one eye green and one eye blue taken into special needs, not knowing why not having a clue. He asked me...
Stone grey walls. Where silence falls. where mouths do not speak birds do not sing. On her throne a Queen in a land of mourning every day a new day dawning...
Rabid wind whistles
Rustling through the autumn leaves
ghost stories mutter.
By Daniel Hooks AKA Alienpoet on Facebook
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You can’t see me hear me breathing. Light flickers, its deceiving. I sit in the corner of the room, this is where I live, my tomb see it all ended years...
My imaginary friend or ghost of a little boy Who had one eye green and one eye blue Taken into special needs, not knowing why not having a clue. He asked me...
