My skeletons hang on rusted hangers
Their deteriorated bones rattle my walls
They whisper the secrets of my pervious dangers
As they snicker and snare and gnaw on my soul
The smell of abandonment seeps between their bones
Betrayal reeks in their marrow that is now turned to petrified stone
They thrive off making new friends,
adding to my collection of my former afflictions of misfortune
Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 1:02 PM UTC
My skeletons hang on rusted hangers
Their deteriorated bones rattle my walls
They whisper the secrets of my pervious dangers
As they snicker and snare and gnaw on my soul
The smell of abandonment seeps between their bones
Betrayal reeks in their marrow that is now turned to petrified stone
They thrive off making new friends,
adding to my collection of my former afflictions of misfortune
