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Undead Love

Undead Love

By Bitter

Grade 1 is tough,
Especially when you're like me.
I have only one eye,
So it's harder to see.

My skin is pale green,
And my remaining hair has gone gray,
I am a zombie,
What else can I say?

The school bell rings,
And kids play n the streets.
But they do not let me,
'Cause they think it's them I will eat.

So I sit alone at lunch,
Eating brain and bean stew.
Then in walks a girl,
Who looks quite new.

Her hair is dull and flat,
And does not shine in the light.
Her teeth are sharp and jagged,
Which she uses to bite.

Most of the skin on her face,
Is nastily decayed.
And when she walked in the room,
It's as if time was delayed.

She sits down beside me,
And I fill with utter glee.
She puts her hand in mine,
as the human students flee.

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Bitter
Bitter
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Audience:
12+
Posted:
6 Jul, 2011
Genre:
Horror
Type:
Scary
Words:
152
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