Topic: The Zombie of my embrace | |
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I remember dying in the grass
Torn Bits of me returning to the earth From whence they came To lie with you is death To love you is worse I remember moving Flesh falling from face As heart slows from beating The taste of you on my rotting tongue I shuffle Zombie shuffle Away from the corpse of our commitment Having eaten my fill of possibility But none the less needing more I hunt he hills Spreading the virus WILLNTHEWAY |
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Cool write:)
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