Living Dead

Mon, 04/22/2013 - 20:27 -- pfawns4

Your cold hand against my heart
Is like a pain that no other can instill
It's a weight that can never be lifted
There is no light behind the darkness
Dark shadows suround me night and day
Their touch is like ice to the skin
There is no way to exscape them
I will never see the light of day
Or the happy smiles of my family
They took all that away
And I will never be alive again

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