A Ghost DanceA Poem by HorrorMasterA poem about a man saw his ghost girlfriend dancing ballet in a graveyard.I stand in a graveyard looking at my girlfriend gravestone, I send my flowers of red roses on her stone. She used to be a beautiful ballerina dancer, She died by a heart attack. In my dreams I see her dancing in next to me. I miss her smiled as she stared at me. I close my eyes crying over her grave. I open my eyes as I see the sky turning darkness I see smokes of fog passing by her gravestone. I see her dancing like she a ghost through the fog. I called for her but she can’t hear me. She kept on dancing as she came near me. My eyes were in tears of joy when I saw her. I told her to don’t leave me. As soon she was done dancing, The fog disappears and she was gone.
I will never forget her dance.
© 2011 HorrorMasterAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorHorrorMasterTamarac, FLAboutHello i'm Ira and i'm pretty much a horror writer. I have bad grammar and spelling or typos errors, but I tried my best, so please enjoy them. Also I don't like harsh grammar nazi saying (oh yo.. more..Writing
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