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Bloody Mary

Bloody Mary

I called her name

It was scary

But no one came

Bloody Mary

I call again

Feeling wary

Nervous, then

Three times, they say

To call her in

Frightened, I may

Not call again

I take a breath

I steady myself

No fear of death

I’ve ever felt

Bloody Mary

I close my eyes

Finding it scary

To my surprise

I open them and withdraw

From the mirror there

What my eyes saw

I’ll never share

Jessica Wright

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Story about: poetry

Edited: 04.09.2019

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