Ghost-Girl

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By Neseblod

I have a ghost inside my room She stares at me by night She's hiding in my inmost gloom Between all hate and fright Her hair is unwashed, black and long It hides most of her face She's singing the most dreary song Through all those lonely days She's painting hearts on skinny arms The big ones carry names She can't do anyone no harm And she's hiding her own pain She cries at night, it wakes me up She hardly sleeps at all Sometimes I try to make her stop But I'm speaking to a wall She looks for something that is dead; That sparkle, which she's lost That girl who's crying in my bed Is the ghost of who I was

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September 19, 2006 18:02Faith

Kinda saw the ending coming... and yet i was still surprised by it. So, does the ghost represent a sadder version of you... hmmmmm...

September 25, 2006 21:21Dimplegirl

very interesting poem.. i think everyone as a ghost somewhere inside of them.. the darker and sadder side.