Ghost House

This house of mine
Is not for the living
Inside lies my family
Sleeping in peace
They rest their eyes
And wait for the night
They turn their pale faces
To their mistress moon
They prowl the forests
Seeking their prey
Until dawn break
When they return
To their peaceful slumber





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kiwi12 said...
Aug. 16, 2009 at 11:20 pm
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