Never seen a ghost before! The Foureyed Poet.
Certain something was closely watching
from that small upstairs window
never before had I felt piercing eyes
observing intently my every move
looking once again nothing was there
it was sunny was it just the glare?
Visiting a lost friend after some years
who had moved to this weird house
even outside took an instant dislike
somehow did not want to go in
but in the lounge sure I heard a voice
tried to ignore had no choice!
This had never happened to me before
my friend seemed to be oblivious
the discomfort was getting unbearable
a young woman suddenly appeared
stared at me then quickly had gone
for a moment just to leave did long!
Could not be rude our friendship renewed
we sat talking me feeling spooked
trying to enquire if this place had a history
luckily in our conversation she admitted
that a young woman had been found dead
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