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Skeleton
You look lost,
grotesque,
a broken thing.
Standing there lost in the crowd. I send you out, and out.
To the purging rains.
They will remove your clothes, so you may not match.
So every scar,
every bit of
unmatched,
vile glory
shall shine!
It will melt away your skin, so you will no longer be able to be different.
I promise you that your organs shall fall.
Your blood will boil and evaporate!
They will clean your bones. So they shall burn brighter!
I send you out, and out.
To people that never knew.
That stand there wandering with the crowd.
Trapped in night without dawn.
You shall be their hope.
You shall be the weapon of choice.
A skeleton,
a shadow a suffering -a pain!
You,
my sweet one,
shall be the start of new.
Touch their clothes,
and their meat that sticks on their bones.
Bring them forward!
Show them how to fight!
Fight against it all,
my darling.
Burn it down!
Be their rebellion.
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