Her Skeleton

by nesdil

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She looks in the mirror and crosses her arms over her bare chest.
The tears start to roll out of her sunken eyes,
over her protruding cheek bones.
The reflection shows a girl who’s ribs are all visible,
her arms and legs frail and brittle.
The bones of her shoulders jut out from her fragile, delicate frame,
the skin of which has become almost translucent,
so that every blue-green vein is evident.
Each part of her skeleton is prominent,
draped in her attenuated, papery skin.

If only this is what she saw.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Her Skeleton

    Billis' Buddy Icon Billis

    Posted 8 months ago

    i thought that was a good poem
    that was depressin though
    lalalaa
    Billis

  2. Her Skeleton

    Korirei's Buddy Icon Korirei

    Posted 8 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Bill is indeed correct about it being depressing. However, aren’t most your poems? xD. Anywayyy, yet again, your writing is fluent and beautiful, well, not in the whole it appears or sounds beautiful way, but all writers should know what I mean. Thus I give this poem a rating fair to my beliefs, and I will now bid you adieu. I love you, darling. ♥

  3. Her Skeleton

    flute faerie's Buddy Icon flute faerie

    Posted 8 months ago

    This was a really nice ficlet. Very descriptive and beautiful, in a sad sort of way.

  4. Her Skeleton

    Emotes' Buddy Icon Emotes

    Posted 8 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Lovely and descriptive. But depressing but good.

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