Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Old ghost (a group effort)

A harmless silhouette
Passes at the back door,
Explaining in whispers
How they've been here before.

Return of the ancients,
Bells of resting chime
Frozen forever in moments of time.
Rippling effect of ascended dive.

Calling them back on a memories whim,
A vacant mind welcomes them in.
Hush now my darling everyone dies,
Free lonsome spirit from where your body lies.

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