There's a skeleton in my closet.
It's hiding things from me.
Every secret you know, it has it.
For no one in the world to see.
It's hiding things from me,
All strings attached, no strings attached.
For no one in the world can see,
Behind doors, it's dark to light, illuminated match.
All strings attached, no strings attached.
No plans on coming out, secrets that it keeps
behind doors. It's dark to light, illuminated match.
Secrets piled in unread heaps.
No plans on coming out, secrets that it keeps.
Each bone a solid symbol.
Secrets piled in unread heaps.
Ancient words, unlike a hymnal.
Each bone a solid symbol
For every fraction in the truth.
Ancient words, unlike a hymnal.
Skeletons dance, no lack of youth.
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A/N: Go me! I just wrote a not too shabby pantoum!
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PoetryHey everyone. This is just another book filled with my poems. Feel free to point out mistakes. If you don't like it, don't read it. Please vote and comment. Don't be a silent reader, tell me what you think. If you would like to send any covers or ba...
