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Published: 2011-03-26 21:51:24 +0000 UTC; Views: 206; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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The Ghost-Bride© Paige Sharp
A ghostly figure, dressed in grey,
One her stone coffin she sits and she prays.
Chancing that she'll see daylight again,
But she's stuck in her crypt as a prisoner in chains.
She once had a lover, a friend; a suitor.
When alive, she a belle, anything cuter.
He was a gentelman, pure pleasant and proper,
and gave her a ring made from brand-new copepr.
Their hollow eyes and boney cheeks
Will never get a good night's sleep.
Instead they haunt; lost amd appart,
Carry all, including broken hearts.
Transparent in all, but no-one could see
How badly the ghost-bride wanted to flee.
Instead her sockets glow a dark red;
As if she's alive, with skin - not dead.
Hearing her whisperes, flowling in your ears,
Makes you reales that she is fierce.
A cold tap on your back, but no-one is there;
Could the ghost bride be giving you a scare?
Her footless figure floats without warning,
As she bodied friends combe by her mourning.
The body becomes six-foot deep,
But the soul within is a thing she'll keep.
