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Bones
Bones
All i feel are bones
All i see are bones
I am a graveyard
My face straight and tight
Eyes that have seen death
Ones that can’t go back
I stretch out this hand
Like the grip of death
If seeing is believing
Then i must be dead
Dead Man walking
Talking
Sleeping
But not eating
To eat is to live
And there is no room
No space in the crypt
As I touch the mirror
I see a glimpse of what was
Before bones
An undug grave
Full of life and light
It shatters at the touch
I see in the shards
In them
Bones
A body without return
Bones
Bones
Bones
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