Woke one night , with a pain,
hair was soaked, pillow stained...
There was nothing I could hear,
A Human shadow did appear.
Slowly crept out of bed ,
Stunned as I stood, as I bled.
Could not hear the dripping sound,
As my blood, soaked the ground.
Could not move, I was engrossed,
As I stared at the ghost.
He was missing his right ear,
The ghost was me; it was clear.
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Scary Poems
PoetryThese Poems and Riddles will keep you up at night. (Warning do not read at night)
