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Skeletons in Your Closet
by generalquistis
When once, under the stars,
I agreed to your liking.
You mentioned the skeletons in your closet
And I believed you;
Never knowing that those are mine.
And you never even got to see my cry.
Your vision is burning my eyes
That had been frozen in silence
From drowning in tears
Which feared and cried out for you.
My senses are dry from your warmth
But I never even felt you.
We could have been a different relation
But you and your skeletons
Had you drifting off to another nation
So you can fulfill your romantic dream.