A Ghost Story For The Romantic
In the moonlight faintly they can be seen
Lovers twirling and whirling truly a tragic scene
For their lives were unpleasant, too many were unkind
The circumstances under which they commited suicide...to horrific to describe
Only in death did they find the comfort of the other
Their graves close by they laid together unintentionally side by side
Now in the moonlight under the bright crescent glow
If you hear their music surely you will know
Death is coming and soon will have you in it's icy grasp
It may not be pleasant or just
However when it is through surely there will be another waiting for you
With hand outstretched waiting to twirl and whirl in the light of the moon
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