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ElizabethRose
18:21 Aug 07 2010

*sighs*

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Little ghost, little ghost

One I'm scared of the most

Can you scare me up a little bit of love?

I'm the only one that sees you,

And I can't do much to please you

And it's not yet time to meet the lord above



The first moment that I met her

I did not expect a specter

When I shook her hand I really shook a glove

She looked into me so sweetly

And we left the room discreetly

No one else could know the secret of our love



Little ghost, little ghost

One I'm scared of the most

Can you scare me up a little bit of love?

I'm the only one that sees you,

And I can't do much to please you

And it's not yet time to meet the lord above



Every morning I awoke

And I see my little ghost

Wond'rin' if it's really her that's lying there

I lean to touch her and I whisper

But not brave enough to kiss her

When I held her I was really holding air



Little ghost, little ghost

One I'm scared of the most

Can you scare me up a little bit of love?

I'm the only one that sees you,

And I can't do much to please you

And it's not yet time to meet the lord above



Though I try my best to keep it

There really was no secret

Must have looked like I was dancing with the wall

No one else could see this apparition

But because of my condition

I fell in love with a little ghost and that was all



Little ghost, little ghost

One I'm scared of the most

Can you scare me up a little bit of love?

I'm the only one that sees you,

And I can't do much to please you

And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

No, it's not yet time to meet the lord above

All the while watching a fan take its ceaseless spin... I remembered that i, once again, did dream...

Its a song. lol



Ojos negros en el cielo de una noche fría.

Labios rojos que me hablaban,

yo no la oía.



Tú tienes cuantos años, pregunté...

De repente con una excusa,

le invité un café.



Ojos negros me decían

yo no te conozco.

Y tranquila en las vidrieras

observaba un poco.



Y que le digo ahora, no lo sé.

Una luz se encendía de pronto y pensé,

que este encuentro casual,

no era casualidad, me acerqué.



Cuenta la historia

que a mi encuentro volvió,

una tarde llena de gente

ya casi a las dos.



Cuenta la historia

que a mi encuentro llegó,

algo retrasada y nerviosa,

mirando el reloj.



Ojos negros se encontraba

al cabo de unas horas,

apretada a mí, bailando

una canción de moda.



El ambiente oscuro, me indicó

que el espacio se hacía muy grande,

y que yo sugiriese pasar esa noche

los dos, por qué no.

HOLY SHIT I wrote a poem today!!! and OH SHIT I Finnished another!!!