Thursday, September 27, 2012

The Dead come Alive

An unfeeling
mass of flesh,
an empty heart,
dry, sightless eyes.

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A string breaks,

pandemonium hits.

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Storms rage,

oceans ravage,
skies echo
wailing winds.

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The throat chokes,

heart bleeds,
head screams,
eyes weep.

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