Your words were thoughtless, in the heat of the moment,

But they hit too hard, and they left us broken

We didn’t want to die, but there was no choice

Your noose was too tight, and it cost us our voice

And now we are ghosts, and we walk through walls

Find boarded-up houses, and haunt empty halls

If you dare come inside, we will make you scream

In our grip you’ll be trapped in your very worst dream

Just like you did us, made us the dead among living,

You know it’s not in our nature to be kind and forgiving

So take care where you step, lest you find one of us your host

For, if so, you just might hang at the vengeful whim of a  ghost



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