Skelleton, or in some cases Skellevision, a starving artist: Photography, sculpture, poetry.

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This is an art blog, solely run by me, with the intention of inspiring, motivating, and promoting, artists, and art enthusiasts. I give credit where it is due, and I like to link portfolios to my posts whenever possible. If you stumble upon a post without a name and/or portfolio attached it is because I did not know the information at the time. If you can help fix this issue, by all means message me the post link and the artist's name (and portfolio link if obtainable).

Keep touching lives and raping eyes, my little bone bags. ~Skelleton

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Heart Breaker

I bite a line on the nape of your neck

I put a stain on the foot of your bed

but I can never leave a footprint where it counts

I can’t leave a mark where it pounds

I can’t change the way I get down

I can’t help but run around

‘cause I’m a lonely heart breaker

forever risk taker

I break down walls and make them safer

I’ll be your armour baby if you shine for me

I’ll give you time if your time is free

I’ll make you smile if you smile for me

And I’ll be out of your hair by a quarter to three

A kiss of wine

2 swallows of pink

a cold bed to lay in

a monster she thinks

A clear liquid spills

a cough and a gag

she sleeps alone

that old sorry hag

Paint on her pillow

clay on her foot

her mind keeps on racing

her heart turns to soot

Pocketed poison

shatters of glass

no hope for tomorrow

she’s stuck in the past

Carlin Step by DJ Steve Porter & DJ Eli Wilkie

Doll

My eyes shut, I never sleep. I hear whispers of my name, they’re never sweet. The backgrounds change, I’m running in place. I try to make you proud, I’m just a disgrace. So, I paint a crooked smile on my broken doll face.