The Flesh Eaters (My Zombie Apocalypse)

January 18, 2011
They erupt from the ground
With no souls to stand
With barred teeth tonight
In the darkness without light
With scrape and scars,
with rotting flesh, falling into a mess

They creep from their graves
Their hungers slaves
In search of human life
With no fork or knife
They bite, into life
To hear the screams, from the horrified beings
The apocalypse has come, and life will be shunned
But the living dead, will live with no dread

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