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Dec 2016
~here comes a love hungry zombie

asking what's the point of eating
if i know deep inside
that i'm already dead

~but here comes a human
with leaking eyes

asking when will this subside
these feelings that drown me
help me,
because i can't swim

~here comes a vagabond**
that has a built in navigation system

asking where will i go?
because my internal compass
keeps pointing at you
please let me in
because i'm lost,

~Recklessly rips his own heart
and throws it in the sea made of tears
full of love hungry zombies
and emotionally drowned humans
Gatchalian Jethro B
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Gatchalian Jethro B
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