Skin turns to bone
As we lie here alone
They were supposed to be here
Family, friends and so on
House turned to grave
I know I was brave
To face the ending
I will be saved
Poems were my prayers
Wrote them with tears
Life was a gift
It ended out of nowhere
Where did It go
All the time I had
All the wrong that I did
I want to take it all back
Skin turns to bone
As we lie here alone
They were supposed to be here
Family, friends and so on
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