The Ghost With No Manners Laid out on the couch Wasted Waves in the corner of my eye I turn to find a figure, beaming with multicolored light Moving across my wall I guess people don't knock anymore Floating around like he pays the rent Whatever TV's on Vision blurry A loud crash Turn to a shattered mug on the floor Really bro? That's rude I don't go to your dimension and start knocking things down ... or up ... or out ... or whatever directions your dimension has You listening to me? No response I guess people don't say hello anymore I jump as the bathroom door slams Jesus! It's 2am. Keep it down I don't know what to do with this guy I'm dosing off I feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise Hearing an eerie whisper in my ear "Everyone you know will someday die Then they will be with me, and not with you" ... You're a jerk.
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