No eyes... no see...
No nose... no smell...
No smile... no lips...
Nothing,
but a blank face...
No mind... no feel...
No heart... no beats...
Nothing,
but an empty daze...
No stomach... no hunger...
No throat... no thirst...
No lungs... no breathe...
Nothing,
but a skeleton in cage...
No path... no lead...
No goal... no home...
Nothing,
but a shadow trail...
Walking bare bones...
Walking night ghost...
Walking silent on my grave...
Nothing,
but a Zombie...
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scary.. the thought of becoming a zombie...
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