Zombie Apocalypse

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By a wicked call
With frantic hands
They grasp and claw
The cold earth
Above them
The hunger for blood reigns
Rushing through decaying veins
They rise
From once quiet graves
A desperate horde
In search
Of living prey
Who run and hide
Except for those
Devoured alive
And those
Who decide
To fight
Against the
Raging corpses
Through the night
Breaking and hacking
A bloody path
To elusive sanctuary
With no certainty
They will survive . . .




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