She’s been dead and gone for quite some time
Her body decomposed
A skeleton among the grime
A single figure sitting there
Beside her empty shrine
The figure has not moved for days
Its bones reach out from under its skin
As if to touch
Her dearly departed skeleton
All her friends had come and gone
Family left, stating that
“Her memory would live on”
But the only one that stuck around
Was her starving, mourning, beloved hound.
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 10:57 PM UTC
She’s been dead and gone for quite some time
Her body decomposed
A skeleton among the grime
A single figure sitting there
Beside her empty shrine
The figure has not moved for days
Its bones reach out from under its skin
As if to touch
Her dearly departed skeleton
All her friends had come and gone
Family left, stating that
“Her memory would live on”
But the only one that stuck around
Was her starving, mourning, beloved hound.
