To Live Again

So there he walks amongst the dead
No living soul in sight
With evil intent in heavy heart
He forges ever onwards

Over hill and dale and through forest dark
Towards city lights so bright
There he’ll find the living ones
To feed upon at night

From shadow to shadow no-one will see
Until it’s far too late
By then their soul he’s feasted upon
For a while he’ll live again
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Posted: Aug 2014

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Comments (6)

Mizzy4
Eeeeeeerie Zombie/like feel to this one
Steve,
Well penned,
Mick.


blues moping
mcradloff
I don't know why we need to fantasize about zombies, with all the drug dealers, Republicans, car mechanics, priests, and factory managers, I think we have plenty of horror already.cheers
steve1223
Thank you Mick ... I'm glad you liked this

cheers
steve1223
Thank you mcradloff ... there are more than one type of zombie ... it's all a matter of perspective

cheers
Odette67
So there he walks amongst the dead
No living soul in sight


I know someone who does this, I guess it takes all kinds. laugh Nice write Steve. hug purple heart
Happygolucky4u
I love your style wink
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