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bones

bones

A world within dies
Opening to a plot
Abundant like the hair
Covering his naked body

Her lips quiver lightly
At the invitation
Her rejection
His RSVP

His birth
Took her skin
Then left her
Holding a handful of nails
In a palm full of bones

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