we shuffle like zombies
through the world
devouring each other
craving flesh
we're the undead
we're dead inside
but there's none left alive
to hunt us
so we roam
craving flesh, craving life
but it's too late for us
and we just
can't
get it
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
