THE HAUNTED SOUL

Trampled upon

        Lies and deception

A hope was worn

         Oh did I mention

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Was to be great

        Bright and promising

But cry and guilt

        A hope that was missing

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He would look back

         With fright and no might

Afraid it would attack

          Any day any night

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The future seemed dark

          Bliss yet amiss

Even without a mark

          Its existence still is

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This monster, this beast

         So dreary so scary

Was to make him a feast

         Though weak and weary

He was a haunted soul          

By a beast untold!    

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Written By: Perpentual Wangari.