like a zombie to me you are dead inside
like a zombie to me you are blank in the eyes
you stare and drool, your brain minuscule
your face and its glare, the death that you wear
living life without a thought, you hurt me and your heart will rot
like a zombie to me you are blank in the eyes
like a zombie to me you are dead inside
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Darkness Taking Over
PoetrySome random poetry about life and dark things about me and others...enjoy...:)
