8. Ghosts Lingering in The Corners 

· Poetry

Ghosts lingering in the corners,

Silently waiting to approach,

Hoping to be noticed,

Hoping to be seen.

 

What awaits them,

Bloody roses with uncut thorns,

Hurled out rocks and screams of fear.

All they want,

To be noticed,

To be seen.

 

 

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