Living Corpse

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poetry.

Submitted: March 03, 2012

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My feelings have left me,
that is all I can see,
that is all I can see.
A numb, cold, dead heart
was all you left of me.

You fool, can't you see?
Shall I grip your hair
like you've done me?
Or shall I shove your face
in the dirt,
and make you hurt;
or against a wall
and watch you fall?
You will lose her
and she won't remember a thing.
She'll cast you out of her mind
like a bad memory,
and out of her heart
as though you never existed.

My feelings have left me,
that is all I can see,
that is all I can see.
A numb, cold, dead heart
was all you left of me.


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