Laughing Skull

I have a laughing skull, 

It is very old and dull.

It has many cracks,

It once had a brain with facts.

Everyone is scared of it,

i play with him inside a pit,

It is my best friends,

I bought when it was in trend.

It is kept in a room,

and looks like a mushroom.

I can see through its eyes,

to save him i said many lies.

One day it was laughing,

so much that it was shaking.

I felt very, very scared,

somehow, suddenly it fled.

I never saw that skull again,

Thinking about it given me pain.

A week later I saw it in my friend's house. I believed that what happened with me will happen with him also.

This is another of the poems by my brother. A little bit haunted you can say.

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