Challenge
Skeletons
Any genre. Take it as literally or metaphorically as you like.
Bare Bones
Rotting in solitude,
I was gradually tearing down
Piece by piece,
Flesh by flesh
Neglected and rejected,
to nothing I shall be subjected
I'm just a mist of a woman,
of the one who was free
I'm all that is left,
bare bones for all to see
Yet no one can see me,
No one might even try
Some have skeletons in their closet,
I'm the one in mine
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