There was me and black hall,
Few lights and some boy.
He looked at me and came close
Tryed to see if im a ghost.
I said go awey and closed my eyes
So he just left without a sound.
I opend my eyes and look around
I was alone it that black hall.
But there was feeling in my heard
That i wasnt alone in my mind.
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PoetryIts just a bunch of poems that are not really good... so dont be disapointed... also english is not my first language so...
