Living DeadA Poem by luna11I watched myself disintegrate, I fell into my demise. Still I choose to isolate The corpse that lies inside. What is alive is slain, But no one sees the stain Of the veiled blood. Oh trail of agony, You are my consumer. Oh glimmer of sanity, You whisper the future. If there is a strength With the power To revive the living dead, Then let it be my hero.
© 2013 luna11Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 18, 2013 Last Updated on October 19, 2013 Authorluna11Birmingham, United KingdomAboutHi, I'm Luna. I'm 14. I write mostly poetry. I enjoy writing stories but I never get them finished, so most of my writing on here is poetry. I feel like I'm getting much better at writing. Looking .. more..Writing
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