Something I dug up. I wrote this in high school. Reading it now, it reads like an emo movie draft script.
The Living Dead emerges from the darkness
Like a silhouette it floats and passes by the crowd unnoticed
It is thirsty, hungry, but cannot consume
A pathetic life it knows;It knows indifference by name
Oblivion is its haven
Restless, it drifts away trying to make people care
Silence greets it blauntly.
It will be forever lost, forever drifting, floating, hungry and restless
Nobody knew it ever existed…
The Living ded emerges, then loses hope and goes back to the darkness it now calls solace…
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