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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1623520

Skeletons in the...


  Closet

One by one,
We lock them in
With a key we must keep like
A cash point card number,

Till the day we are lax:
There goes the sun;
The life goes to sleep…

As they tumble out,
Silent-cackling
Malice and glee,
One by one.

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