Poem Type: Freeverse
With the light of the candle,
the room lit up like the surface of the sun.
Ghosts and goblins appeared and disappeared,
as if they hid from the light
and used darkness as their blanket.
From room to room,
ghostly people came and left.
From room to room,
ghostly people lived and died.
Every room sat in silence with every passerby.
In the floor up above
sat furniture of many pasts.
Many lively people laughed,
as many undead cried.
In the room at the very end,
toys of many lights filled the room.
Children of lively guests played,
with the many colors that remain seen and unseen.
Walls inside and out were covered with color,
along with the shadows of those they cannot see.
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Error 404: An Anthology Series
De TodoA collection of short stories, scripts and poems, all connected in some form or another. *Some parts/chapters were assignments at Rio Hondo Community College.*
