That Someone Who Bothered Me.

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That Someone Who Bothered Me.

Oh, I wonder if anyone is here,

You better run away because I give fear,

I am here, I am there, everywhere,

I am the horror and even your nightmare,

I raise your blood pressure,

I won't give you pleasure.

"Run away, run away!" I say,

That won't happen because I can't speak,

You will run before you cry,

Because I don't want to hear your stupid squeak,

I moan and give you a face that's wry,

I am supernatural, a revenge for a soul I seek.

I am evil, sometimes nice,

I choose a way to scare you wise,

Me, the ulterior perhaps vicious, tell me who I am!

I am neither Dan or a man, nor Sam,

I poke, you don't notice and that's how I am,

Again I tell you, I am not Sam!

It is me who hides,

Under your dark shadow,

I'm there by the side of the bed,

You were bestowed,

This is me, I scare and hide in your bed,

Even the meadow.

I am kind and superior,

I am maniacal and the fear,

The mean, the ghostly,

And I am also horribly the one,

You're scared of the most,

For I am, yes you're right, a terrible "GHOST".

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