Zombie Girl



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Poem also by me



I'm a zombie girl
I died many years ago.
My heart no longer beats.
and yet..
I walk. I talk. I cry.
You ask how do you feel today?
I say, I feel nothing.
Cuz I'm a zombie girl.
I may cry becuase I'm sad.
But this feeling is all I will ever have.
Every zombie cries. Don't they?
They want and want and want.
But they can't have.
And I'm a zombie girl.
I don't know love.
I don't know joy.
I don't know you.
Every piece of me hurts.
But I never fall into abyss.
Cuz I'm a zombie girl.    

Her

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Poem by me

Her name is pain, it's all she brings
she ties you up with a thousand strings
each one twisted with razor wire
claiming all but herself is the liar
she knocks you out with a metal bat
she's evil you know with eyes like a cat
her voice is unworldly a loud screech
she sucks your soul out like a leech

Her name is sly, ever so sneaky
she can stalk you til its plain creepy
you never know when she will strike
no type of torture you will like
she cuts you up a million times
in her chinese torture she uses limes
she stomps your eyes out with her heels
and sends them to your friends in meals

Her name is degrade and serrated too
she will do this to anyone no matter who
piece by piece she loses her humanity
so to this day we question her sanity  

The Angel



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Poem by me



Black charred wings, 
a burnt and tortured soul. 
The angel's life, 
grey torn and dull. 

Poor tortured angel, 
life gone, decaying. 
And I didn't stop when, 
Help me was all he's saying. 

I could have stopped, 
and helped or cared. 
I didn't do anything, 
becuase I was scared. 

The angel looked at me, 
straight in my eyes. 
I stopped and watched, 
as he cries. 

He put his dirty face, 
in his hands. 
I wondered if he, 
understands. 

I heard him whimper, 
and I started to cry. 
Its not fair that, 
the angel has to die 

I wondered who did this? 
Who caused this strife? 
Who took away the, 
poor angel's life? 

Did the angel have a family? 
Did the angel have a friend? 
Becuase nobody but me, 
is here to see this end. 

I gripped the angel's wing, 
And said a solemn prayer. 
I will get revenge on, 
the angel's slayer. 

I got up to leave, 
but he yelled, Don't Go! 
I heard enough of the, 
angel's tale of woe.