Bones 

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Wait until the darkness comes, the bones are going to shake.

Don’t wait in here, they come alive, your soul they want to take.

The bone chapel stores the bones, of those  from long gone by.

I’m leaving here before its dark, I bid farewell goodbye!  
Fun post in response to The Faily Prompt – Darkness 

iPhone photos from a bone chapel in Portugal 

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Mother, daughter, sister, cat owner/slave. Thoughtful about life and trying to make it worthwhile.

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