The skeleton is always there.
Holding us up
Helping us bare
Our body their hub
The skeleton is always there
Inside our bodies
But we don't care
Even when it sees us pee
The skeleton is always there.
Yet we continue to thrive
It has no might
Because skeletons aren't alive...
Right?
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Random Poems
PoetryHowdy. These are some poems I write when I feel like people would enjoy my weird stuff. So yeah. Why are you still reading? Go read my poems. Do it. Now. Or I'll steal your soul and sell it on the Black Market.
