(recorded) Confessions Of A Ghost
18 May, 2010
Author: Colin Stewart
His voice raised the hairs on the back of my neck.
You could say I became a nervous wreck.
He sat down beside me until I caught my breath
and spoke of the pain he caused through death.
I wanted so badly for this encounter to end
but Jack the Ripper had a message to send
as the guardian of a mystery which baffled time
forever to be lost as an unsolved crime.
The interview expired when his ghost disappeared
and these sleepless nights are just what I've feared!
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