Walking DeadA Poem by Secret LullabyI feel like I am stuck in this grave. Just waiting to be saved. It's like my heart was riped out of my chest. But I guess you did your best. Now I feel like the walking dead. Not another tear will be shed. If I cut will I still bleed? Or is pain what I need, To bring me out of this state of mind. That has caused so many to leave me behind. But maybe I should stay like this insted. And just be with the walking dead. That seems fare. Since no one else seems to care
© 2012 Secret LullabyAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on May 4, 2012 Last Updated on May 4, 2012 AuthorSecret LullabyHell on Earth, ALAboutIt a new year and a new me. I have deleted my old information and have decided to start over. Life is full of ups and downs, disapointments, regrets, mistakes...but all these things make us who were a.. more..Writing
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