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Poem: Living Dead

Started by brianc, October 04, 2011, 01:32:36 AM

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brianc

Hello,

Time for another poem as I promised.

Please note that all of these poems are coming straight from my heart.

Also, please try to view the words in different meanings for a better understanding.

Thank you for reading and enjoy.


It's night time and I'm asleep at my bed with the thoughts of the living dead creeping inside of my head.
Eager to break free, I try to see what is becoming the death of me.
The death of me from all eternity.
I make you see-through for just to make a breakthrough.
Sometimes I wonder what I want to do, haunted by my own thoughts and desires while I'm seeing Michael Myers.
Coming till the day of Halloween, everything seeming quite obscene as bodies lay on the floor.
One, two, and three knocks the door, I don't want to hear this anymore!
Four, five, and six knocks at the door, my body falls to the floor.
The Day of the Living Dead part Three; I skip two because there is more in me.
I the most realest zombie you ever did seen, I mop the floor with your blood like Mr. Clean.
Why is my lyric so gory? I'm spitting this rhyme for my girl Tory, Welcome back to the world of what you know, this is the way I know and flow.
I spit and rhyme on a dime like I'm smoking time,  time less spent on crime.
I write my words down hoping not to frown, I hope you know this is the Clown.
The Clown inside which haunts us all everyday when I go to the mall, I laugh at people as they trip and fall.
Yes, I'm the Living Dead, just as I said I'm in your mothers bed, telling her everything is going to be fine as I make the incision.
Sending her to the kitchen to set myself on a mission.
I birth the child of the dead and it has been already said; "Why is its baby red?"
Yes I help birth a demon the Living dead, beyond what I said I'm coming at you as your body bled.
Giving life to the Living Dead!

I worked my heart out just to write those lines.

I hope that you can make sense of this Poem, as I have put my soul into every word that I have wrote in it.

Thank you for reading.

Be sure to check back for more Poems.

Regards,
Brian Crowell




Earth

Awwww thanks, It's a great poem too btw. (:
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