This is like the great resurrection of the people in the graves at mid cemetery around midnight. They danced up from the grounds to trance upon the soul once more. If ever there were a living onlooker they would see not a thing to behold....
They'd be brave and steel balled while they stumble and shiver;
To step the ever climbing grade on which they wish to deliver
These skeletons find the ever living wish to consider;
A life fraught upon a lost cause covered in glitter.
I'd never wish that all my wishes had a 'with your back'
I never thought I was outrageous for not trusting cats
I'm catatonic; A bubbonic hypochondriac.
I think i'm sick cuz every day I have a heart attack
My figure cast black souls down the steepest of paths.
When I look back up I only grin and then laugh.
With all my teeth broke out, i'm bout to sleep when I crash.
This happened when I placed my feet at the mass
I neve said I was the people for completing the task...