Skulls,
Empty shells;
Rotted brains,
Decaying teeth.
Worm eaten clothes,
Dirt covered hair;
Buried six feet under deep.
Here lies the
Happy never after ending.
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Graveyard Tales
Poetry"Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them." ~George Eliot
Skulls
Skulls,
Empty shells;
Rotted brains,
Decaying teeth.
Worm eaten clothes,
Dirt covered hair;
Buried six feet under deep.
Here lies the
Happy never after ending.
