If Ghosts Could Speak/by:Haunted Lunacy

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If Ghosts could speak,
they would whisper your
name. Haunting my soul 
with reveries of shame.
The wistfully speaking 
specters, they would 
torment me so, with 
musings of mental 
anguish that will
never let me go. 
It would be my hell,
my consequence to
reap. To be all alone
with these ghosts that 
could speak.

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