Undead

A Poem by Aries

Infected, I turn
Hungry for flesh
as vacant cities burn
Eyes on the prize
I'll never earn...
yearning just to die

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Added on February 14, 2017
Last Updated on February 14, 2017

i write words in broken little lines that seldom flow and occasionally rhyme more..

Keepsake

DNR

Disconnect