What if I tell you that I sleep
with skeletons beside me,
of nights that never
happened to me
and never will.

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Why you kept
Coming back and forth,
Is it because you want
To wake the skeletons in the closet,
That was set long time ago,
Or you want to keep it alive once more?

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If I had
never been scarred
or never had skeletons
creeping me till I shrank
into a pitiable mess,
I would have found
myself incapable of
appreciating the beauty
of peace.
All that I know
about life today,
is a result of
all that I let go of.

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Skeletons
But when I opened the box,
I found only the skeletons.
(Full poem in captions)

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A gathering of strangers
Grouped down by force
I turned to a 'guest', as they say
For me, maybe a source
Informant to the secrets
Skeletons hiding in the closet
As rich as they seem
There must be a dark fact.
I was searching for one
To expose what they hide
My profession it is
They as well may chide.
Dressed in armor of Armani
Jewels embedded into dress
Beneath the cloth they hide
Crimes hard to supress
The truth must come out
I swear to do so
May it be a deed too good, too bad
It's time to let it show.
The criticism or appreciation
Depends on what you preach
And it may not be you
To the doer it must reach.

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Skeletons here skeletons there
Fossils in this museum are everywhere
There are exhibits displayed from around the world
From dinosaurs, to animals, to space, to monsters, to birds
The Natural History Museum was as crowded as New York
We were walking into people and could barely hear each other talk
The night stay at the museum actually exist
Make sure that you add it to your list
I have been to many museums before
But never have I ever seen something like this for sure
I have been to other attractions in NYC, but this one I will never forget
The American Museum of Natural History is an experience in itself.

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As we dug forlorn skeletons
hidden in the depths of my soul
he embraced the weary bones
His sang a strange melody-
a foreign lullaby
laying it gently to sleep
in a crib constructed with his

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Here comes the spooky bark,
Pursuing in dark.

Skeletons, ghosts and ghouls,
Grinning goblins fighting duels.
Werewolves rising from the tombs,
Witches on their magic brooms.

Tonight we are the king and queen,
Oh for tonight,
It's Halloween.

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Where do skeletons spend their vacation?
At the Dead Sea.

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I didn't bury my dead child. I love to hear the rattling sound of her skeleton walking around my room.

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