The dead walk among the living
Wearing masks to blend in
Soules apparitions
Just wanting to feel alive once more
To breathe one more breath
To feel blood pumping through their body
To laugh, to cry, to smile, ...to love
As they once did
They go by unnoticed, unnanounced
Passing through life
by Libby Bechtel (4/22/12) ©
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