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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

Sharp Objects/by:Haunted Lunacy

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- November 12, 2021

She’s full of poison /

and sharp objects, oh how I /

long for destruction.

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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 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 .

The lunatic (the opening)/By:Haunted Lunacy

- May 08, 2021

Welcome to the show, It will begin in just a few. The stage is being prepared, Lunacy awaits his que. The evening will be filled with horror, madness and despair. The performers wait in silence for their chance to take you there. So grab a seat and settle in The curtain soon will rise. I hope to to entertain you with tales of my demise