The Living Dead Poem by nicole rassbach
The Living Dead
slowly watch as it burns
feeling all of the turns
insides rolling over and over
just like a clover
all the tears over you
why did you split me in two
my heart is breaking
it wasn't yours for the taking
it was handled without care
i wish i had a spare
broken in two
over you
i'm like the living dead
i go unsaid
you showes affection
with perfection
like i said
i'm the living dead
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