Apparitions
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How I had buried my woes
Within the tightly sealed wooden chest
And had placed a giant boulder over it
That none could dig them out
But unlocking the well guarded vault
Blood curdling apparitions arise
To invade my living Present
Pricking once again half healed wounds
They stir up memories
That my heart resents!
Like flies around a festering wound,
Memories come crowding in my brain,
Wreaking in stench.
.......................
Out.....out with you, ugly spirits
Before you cleave my heart
And bleed me to death!
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