This refers more to the Duskull in Pokemon Pinball than to the ones in R/S/E. But either way, the Duskull are always found near gravestones. Title comes from a piece of music from Fire Emblem.

Recollection

There was a time when I could

Stand in the sunrays and watch the clouds

I was like any other—a free soul of the sunshine,

A human girl who could feel joy and sorrow.

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I smile to remember—smile inwardly,

For I do not have a real mouth to smile with—

How I once had a dream too.

I dreamt that I would someday grow to be

Strong enough to face the champion, to

Win a name of honour for my Pokemon and I.

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Those were the fever-dreams of my youth,

Hopes I had, that I would leave my imprint on the world,

Before I left for another place, at the end of my life.

These dreams led me far from Littleroot, my home,

Over mountains, plains, hot and cold,

Through a world I had never seen before.

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Together with a team of six, we blazed a trail

Past gyms, bringing great trainers to their first defeats

We rose, and we thirsted for more adventures.

I felt ready, I thought, to take on anything.

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There were rumours of a dangerous place near Mount Pyre,

Of a dark area of fog that none had passed before.

The word reache my ears, and there we went,

Ready to gratify my dreams, ready to challenge myself to the worst.

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There were a thousand shadows, shifting about

As we wove through the field of tombstones

I didn't allow the cold and terror to take hold; I was foolish

I should have heeded it and run, but I eld fast.

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Then they came. Them, with skull-like faces and glowing eyes

Threw the shadows over me, and you fought feebly

Nets, intangible, that trapped me, rendering me blind

Terror gripped me, but it was too late—

They swarmed and thickened, draining my warmth—

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And it appeared. A one-eyed monster, iris glowing wide

Dismembered hands reaching out—

And the grabbed me with a grip of ice. A hole opened

My humanity tore away like a loose wrapping

Flying into the irresistible force, to be lost forever within it.

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I screamed. Far too late. And in a moment,

I had become a ghost, one of them,

My hands were no more thansmoke,

As was my existence, and I was cursed to roam the graveyard

Preying on visitors, for eternity's length.

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Now I regret, wishing that my ambition had not taken me

As far as this. Now, I can't love, can't smile, can't cry—

But I can remember—remember the kiss of the sun,

The lightest caress of the wind,

Wishing that I still had them,

Knowing that I will have them no more…

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There was a time when I could

Smile, laugh, enjoy life for what it was.

I long to have it all back, to rejoin the living

And to finish what I sought out to do, once upon a time…

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But that is a barrier I will never cross,

The barrier between the living and the dead

A barrier I once passed by my ambition,

And will never cross again

Never to be remembered again.

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And forever I guard the gravestones, with my broken hopes,

Remembering

How, once, I had a dream, too…

This poem contradicts itself many times, I realised. But there really is no clearer way to phrase things.