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*I once had a dream where i could anything and everything i wanted to do in life but as i grew up i learned what it means to lose your train of thought , now that im older i realized that I was dragged down by the "ZOMBIES" of society* **My flesh had been cut, ripped, and pulled of my bones by the cruel words spat out at me like rotten corpses growling with the blood of their previous victims dripping from their lips like saliva drips from a  dogs mouth while it stares at a pile of meat** *On my thirteenth birthday i realized i was pulled down deeper in to the zombies hole of hatred where they weakened their victims with by the rumors and names they called them* **By the helping hand of my friends and family i was pulled from  the piles of rotting flesh and broken bones pulled back in to their caring loving arms where i knew there and only there i was safe** Safe to be free, safe to feel, safe to  be me, and safe to fly away from those who evil beings but... inside we are all "ZOMBIES OF SOCIETY"  or " VAMPIRES OF RUMORS SPREAD" but we learn to forgive and NEVER forget EVER,
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
"ZOMBIE" (This is my first poem warning morbid)
*I once had a dream where i could anything and everything i wanted to do in life but as i grew up i learned what it means to lose your train of thought , now that im older i realized that I was dragged down by the "ZOMBIES" of society* **My flesh had been cut, ripped, and pulled of my bones by the cruel words spat out at me like rotten corpses growling with the blood of their previous victims dripping from their lips like saliva drips from a  dogs mouth while it stares at a pile of meat** *On my thirteenth birthday i realized i was pulled down deeper in to the zombies hole of hatred where they weakened their victims with by the rumors and names they called them* **By the helping hand of my friends and family i was pulled from  the piles of rotting flesh and broken bones pulled back in to their caring loving arms where i knew there and only there i was safe** Safe to be free, safe to feel, safe to  be me, and safe to fly away from those who evil beings but... inside we are all "ZOMBIES OF SOCIETY"  or " VAMPIRES OF RUMORS SPREAD" but we learn to forgive and NEVER forget EVER,
this poem is morbid in case none of you understand its about bulling
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onjuli-lucero
24/F/American
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
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