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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Last week's zombie, this week's corpse

Tears shed
Hours on end.
Numbness appears,
Rationality disappears.
Heart breaks,
My whole body aches-
For her touch.
Rush of thoughts,
Emotions overwhelm.
Breaking down,
My feelings drown.
Trying to break through,
Fighting for air-
She's the one who's holding me down.
Trying to talk,
Nothing comes out.
Last week's zombie,
This week's corpse.
Forever her's.

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