| Walking around (like a zombie) With no thought in my head I’m scaring off my mommy ‘Cause I’m the living dead. Sitting up slowly With my arms straight out in front I’m walking very slowly Like a mummy on the hunt. Banging down the doors With eyes on fire. I’m crawling on all fours And revenge is my desire |
12.21.2005
Living Dead
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Hey Alex, when did we have to write this poem? Was it this year or last year in English class?
~Maria
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