Gnarzal, 55

I think the ghosts are gone I was living with her ghost. She left me two weeks ago. I was living with a zombie woman, now I live with her ghost. I worked to bring my zombie back to life, but now that she gone she haunts me more than ever before. I need to exorcise my Zombie Ghost. I enter her tomb but her body has gone. Now lying in her place is the boy she left behind. The sun shines, and the angels singing as he smiles at me, but in his eyes I can see the Zombie Ghost staring back at me. I need to exorcise my Zombie Ghost, and the boy from his possession. I draw my strength from my son and I am the Paladin he needs to rebuke the Zombie Ghost that causes him such pain, but behind my two-way mirror I’m likes Shaggy, and you can see me shake a shiver. It’s tough to be strong when you have been wronged, but its hardest most when you live with a Zombie Ghost.
I married an angel but my angel died yet her body remained, her love was now just a lie. This cold body was nothing more than a Zombie Woman. I took the Zombie Woman to mountains, the beach and in restaurants we would eat; now she is gone but her Ghost lingers on. I visit the restaurant she loved most there I could see her Zombie Ghost. I shed a tear not from fear but from love of the lost of my angel and my new haunt the Zombie Ghost.