Melbourne hotel room for two

They fell asleep together

In a Melbourne hotel room

There was blood on the sheets

They had them changed

She had a dream of a murderer

She awoke with scratch marks on her arm

He slept through it all

It was a shock

The ghost was in the room

Interacting with her

Looking for a way in

They left the next morning

There was blood on the sheets

A murderers vice

The hotel clerk

Had to get the cleaner

The police took evidence

Unaware two came to stay

What is it of ghosts,

That come not for play?

That linger in their death

That inflict the act

On the unsuspecting visitors

A death wholly in vain

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