IX. Ghost Town.
By: XaGirlWithNoNameX. Driving in the Dark silent night. Passing through A place that resembled Horror movie locations. Laughing at my Wild imagination. I did not sense the dread. A hurdle of four figures Drew my curious soul And forced me to stop my car. What I saw next Was terrific and harrowing In a scheduled corner Was a beautiful girl Of no more than 10. In a blink of an eye She lay flat on ground With blood around. How I wish I could've done Something to help. But what can A ghost stuck in a car Because of the curse Do anything at all. Oh! The irony. I'm a ghost, a useless one I dare say Afraid of the weekly happenings Of this Ghost Town.
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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