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    dots Submission Name: The Hauntingdots
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    Author: Geraldine
    ASL Info:    25
    Elite Ratio:    3.2 - 241/296/80
    Words: 127
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsThe Hauntingdots
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    it's me
    Can you see me
    I can see you
    I'm still watching you, baby
    I see everything you do

    it's me
    Can you feel me
    Feel my breath upon your back
    Go ahead, go check
    The window isn't cracked

    it's me
    Can you sense me
    Do you smell the familiar perfume
    I see you looking
    But you won't find it in your room

    it's me
    Can yo hear me
    When I whisper your name
    I see you're nervous
    Do you think someone's playing a game

    it's me
    Do you believe now
    That I will haunt you till you die
    I know you're scared now, sweety
    And I want to see you cry




    Submitted on 2005-09-01 16:04:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I like. I don't know about anyone else, but when im alone in the house at night, I often find myself thinking aand feeling alot of the thing here in your words. To feel a breath upon your back, knowing for sure that it was a breath - but honestly knowing it was a breeze of air from that open window. Scary isnt it? This proves this poem is good, becasue it brings back close memories of such things happening to myself, im sure others can relate - gr8 stuff

    Mstr Rz
    | Posted on 2005-09-08 00:00:00 | by master raz | [ Reply to This ]
      well, damn it brings a new meanings to haunting someone. but it is greatly written, and i believe that i would love to haunt someone when i'm gone, great write.

    withblindedeyez
    | Posted on 2005-09-01 00:00:00 | by withblindedeyez | [ Reply to This ]
      Scarey, but very well written. There was a sense of spookiness and yet serenity running through my mind as I read it. Maybe there is scope here to write some follow on pieces - eg. will he cry ???
    | Posted on 2005-09-01 00:00:00 | by Frank Maguire | [ Reply to This ]
      oohh shiverrrrrr...this was one of those quick-turn-and-make-sure-no one-is-behind-me-after-i-read-this kind of poem so to say the least i thoroughly enjoyed it. i like those last two lines

    i know you're scared now, sweety
    and i want to see you cry

    good job,
    Misty
    | Posted on 2005-09-01 00:00:00 | by mistakes | [ Reply to This ]


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