ghost

ghost

A Poem by brianna vega

blurry days its so hazzy i can barely see

high high high

i felt my bed float past the cieling

behind closed eyes the lights danced and twirled

ghost shook my sheets howled and laughed

whispering silly things

i dared not move dared not to let them touch me

© 2010 brianna vega


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Added on April 14, 2010
Last Updated on April 14, 2010

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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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