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Brain Dead

Brain Dead

Ravenous subhuman ravaged in sores,
Erosion of thought and malefic of cores.
Heinous pursuit, relentless in hunger,
Misanthropy grips, former human in slumber.

Rotten flesh and protruding of wounds,
Seemingly indomitable, under abuse it still moves.
Apocalyptic planes, car wrecks and debris,
Survivors are scarce, a world no longer free.

Delirium ensues midst wails and groans,
Surrounding a spectre mal nourished in drones.
Gnawing and grabbing they rip at his flesh,
And feast on his throat midst anguish and stress.

Splattered in human waste, vacant in eyes,
Experiment gone wrong ensured their demise.
Lingering betwixt death, anatomically the same,
Their souls in perish they relish blood and brain.

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Simon Bromley

thank you lisa.Β  Zombies are great aren't they lol.

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Edward Williams

A walking dead fan .. I imagine .. me aswellΒ 
great pieceΒ 
Eddy

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Simon Bromley

Truth is edward I've never seen it.Β  Perhaps i should.Β  Thank you for your support.

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Edward Williams

Lol sorry Simon 4stars was a mistake I always put 5 or nothing? ....honest mistake bro
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