zombies

Fri, 12/06/2013 - 22:36 -- Rebekah

Location

every day

zombies walk

lifeless eyes

crushed spirits

 

fear

self-hatred

loathing

 

are the few

emotions

we have

 

 

soccer

youtube

golf

 

the only

things you

notice

 

 

hell breaks loose

in your classroom

 

you

don’t

see

 

“Sir, we

need you .”

 

you

become present

to us

 

the werewolves

move on

to easier prey

 

healing begins

in the silence

 

laughter returns

 

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