Skeleton dance,
Surrounding me in a circle of death,
I stand dead center.
Beckoning me to join I refuse,
this macabre mist of dying solitude
surrounds me, I cannot escape.
The skeletons close in,
Allowing no escape.
My soul is consumed,
skeleton left agape.
Skeleton dance,
a waltz so macabre,
signaling death.
Time for me to go.
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Option 6
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I like this poem that you have written a lot. very dark and I like where you took the prompt. I really like the second to last stanza.
good luck
kat
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