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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

Tragic Butterflies/by:Haunted Lunacy

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- January 18, 2022

That mask that you wore, /

made of tragic butterflies, /

my heart bears the scars.

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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 .

All The Pretty Devils/ by:Haunted Lunacy

- February 06, 2025

All the pretty devils lined up in a row, each with an empty jar to try and steal my soul. No life behind their eyes, nor sorrow in their hearts, just claws designed to rend and tear my broken flesh apart. All the pretty devils lined up in a row, jars no longer empty, for I could not let them go.