Countdown to Halloween – Day 21

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Countdown to Halloween – Day 21

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Poem # 21

SPECTER’S PRAYER

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Twisting, turning in their graves

Souls want out tonight.

Tangled in their silken shrouds,

No one hears their plight.

A Specter of their former selves,

They claw with bloody nails…

They struggle inside their coffins, dark…

No one hears their wails.

Come closer, you who walk nearby,

Release us from this plane.

Our spirits now just ectoplasm

That death will not lay claim.

Sobbing now, we feel the chill

Of centuries gone by…

Please rescue us, oh mortal ones…

You see…we did not die.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

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