Lonesome Silhouette
Where in the darkness
Will it come to light
All that trembles at the sight of shadows
During the daylight
it seeks a restful place
To hide among the dead
By and by the bed I made
I lay wakeful
For the lonesome silhouette
Of your skeleton closets
And closed doors
After midnight
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