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I Made Friends With A Skeleton
I made friends with a skeleton one day-
Who seemed to be so loving and sweet
We had such an inquiring encounter
To say the least
I thought I was going crazy because I had
A friend no one else could see
The skeleton told me that I was
Just a fraction of what I used-to-be
She was just a skeleton, my one-and-only friend
I found comfort in her bones
She seemed to be the only one there
On the days when I felt alone
She stayed around more
On the days I couldn’t eat
She seemed to only be encouraging
When I felt frail and weak
She always seemed to want to
Wrap her fingers around my limbs
Almost as if she were measuring
The entire width of my wrist
Miss Skeleton, oh, Miss Skeleton
What would I do without your lovely touch
I am just a silly girl
Unlike you, I am never enough
You would pinch the places
Where I felt insecure
You kept me motivated by telling me
I could always lose a little more
I never thought I would be
Best friends with a skeleton
But it just so happens that I didn’t realize-
It was my own reflection.
Who seemed to be so loving and sweet
We had such an inquiring encounter
To say the least
I thought I was going crazy because I had
A friend no one else could see
The skeleton told me that I was
Just a fraction of what I used-to-be
She was just a skeleton, my one-and-only friend
I found comfort in her bones
She seemed to be the only one there
On the days when I felt alone
She stayed around more
On the days I couldn’t eat
She seemed to only be encouraging
When I felt frail and weak
She always seemed to want to
Wrap her fingers around my limbs
Almost as if she were measuring
The entire width of my wrist
Miss Skeleton, oh, Miss Skeleton
What would I do without your lovely touch
I am just a silly girl
Unlike you, I am never enough
You would pinch the places
Where I felt insecure
You kept me motivated by telling me
I could always lose a little more
I never thought I would be
Best friends with a skeleton
But it just so happens that I didn’t realize-
It was my own reflection.
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