ghosts, by eleanor maslen Subscribe to rss feed for eleanor maslen

Can you hear them calling?
the ghosts from the past?

can you see them moving?
with the spells they cast?

Can you hear them screaming?
and calling out for him?

now that they are dead
they regret there bloody sins

do you are care at all?
that they had to died?

i bet you wish deep down
that they were still alive.

Dont worry at all
one day you'll join them too

because even hell
is to good a place for you. 



Posted: 2011-09-26 08:36:08 UTC

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2011-10-19 21:38:23lance
uh yr so dark psycho,,,,,,and how was i to kno it was done at work u goofball,,,,,,,,,,,i miss ya buddd