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Haunted Lunacy Poetry

Poetry and other musings from a haunted mind(all poetry written by me, Haunted Lunacy, unless otherwise labeled. IG:@hauntedlunacypoetry TikTok:@haunted_lunacy Website:hauntedlunacypoetry.blogspot.com

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- January 07, 2018

I know that those that don't understand laugh and mock those with mental disorders.. It is those kinds of people that deserve pity, for their ignorance is not bliss. It is a prideful rope around their necks.

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The Dance Of The Skeleton King/by: Haunted Lunacy

- December 28, 2022

Behold the dance of the rattling bones, see how they click and clack, the prancing of their skeleton feet, a ballet to dazzle and to distract. They pirouette with skinless glee, then arabesque and take a bow, and with a smile the king is pleased, his loyal subjects did amaze and wow. Hail to the king! We only exist to entertain. Hail to the king! We pick up our bones and dance again .

Out of my Skin/by:haunted lunacy

- July 11, 2025

Out of my skin I long to be, just rattling bones so happy and free. I have no desire for objects and wealth. My only wish is to be someone else.

The Poets Curse/by:Haunted Lunacy

- November 27, 2021

The poets curse is to hold this pen, to write the words that hurt within, to weep alone and spill this ink, when all he wants is to cease to think. These pages stained with memories so dear, he keeps them close and pretends she’s near. Immortal words, his ink will flow, he can never truly let her go.