I wonder
am I living
or
am I dead
I walk this earth
my mind still races
I can still taste what’s on my tongue
still smell what’s in the air
But
my heart no longer beats
my lungs no longer crave air
my hunger is no longer for food
When I walk
I make no sound
when I run
I'm a blur
When I jump
I reach new height
when I listen
all I hear are heartbeats
I wonder
am I living
or
am I dead
I'm to unnatural
to be living
but to alive
to be dead
Can it be
am I what I've dreamed of
can I really be one of them
can I really be....
The living dead
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