Disposal Of Old Scrawlings And Skeletons. (Poem)
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Last night I discovered skeletons,
Hanging in my closet.
A black cloak suddenly draped onto my body,
Causing me to be nearly paralyzed.
Digging into my veins and,
Causing an unbelievable amount of pain.
Toxin dripped from their bones,
And seeped into my skin.
I tried attiring clothing and a wig,
On one, but it didn't seem,
To worK for it still haunted my dreams,
And every dimension in between.
I laid sleepless at night,
I attempted to comprise,
But oh were they headstrong.
Singing the same old horrid song,
They had before.
That was the turning point.
I placed flowerS where,
Their eyes used to rest and soak,
Up everything I was too blin...
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