Skeletons in the Closet

The sweet smell of you lingers
But
My fingers on the trigger.
Pointing, clicking, unfriending.
Removing You.
I’m sending,
You,
To where you belong.

To the back of the closet,
With all the skeletons there.
All the ones who broke my heart.
They’ve finished their part,
Of my story.

But no worry.
You have lots of company,
In the closet of broken dreams.
Bones to keep you from being lonely.
And coats to keep you cozy,
Warm away from harm,
On these,
Cold autumn days.

So climb on in,
Say goodbye to the day.
Rest your weary bones,
Now I have my way.
Retire your phoniness.
Enjoy your stay.

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About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. https://www.facebook.com/Veravalentinethepoet http://poetveravalentine.tumblr.com View all posts by VeraValentine

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