Your SkeletonA Poem by Y.F.Finding something that changes everything.
I've found him in the closet,
alone, covered in dust. I took him out and talked to him, I tried to gain his trust. At first he didn't say much, so modest and so shy, then wished he had some guts to spill as he began to cry. I took him out for dinner and then I've payed the bill - He made me think of all the things that seemed before so real. We both then sunk in sadness, our minds turned gelatin. I woke to find us both in bed - Me and your skeleton. © 2010 Y.F.Author's Note
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