Cemetery
Have you ever had the feeling you were being watched?
Reflected in the bright moonlight.
Shadows here, there and everywhere
Wind whistling through the trees.
Cemetery quiet and still
Shimmering in the moon’s light.
Shadows beckoning come to me
And let me be free.
Cemetery big and scary
Lying quiet and still.
Spirits flying about
Whispering come, come
And let us be done.
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