You yell into my face
My skeleton face
No skin to be stained by tears
You grab my bones
My skeleton bones
Shaking me, but all I do is rattle
You say things to me
Things to make me sad
But there is no heart in my skeleton body
But I still feel it in my bones
You left nothing in my body but bones
So why do I still feel it
Why must I feel it in my skeleton body
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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