Zombie manA Poem by Happy Chicken
Walking through the desert sand
a zombie ghost, a zombie man His heart a rotten black old rag he drags his feet through the sand Travelers all know this man they know his cries, they've seen his eyes a man who walks without a home a man who is dry to the bone.
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StatsAuthorHappy ChickenPretoria, South AfricaAboutI am an adventure seeking, enthusiastic person from South Africa who have just turned 18. I don't really have any experience in writing, but I love it as a way of expression. more..Writing
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