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Another Day Dies
Another day dies
Wake up and smell the death
of everyone around you.
Bloody corpse lie with skulls cracked
wide.
Yawn because the air is stale
Never a fresh scent to pass
I'll wash my bloody hands and
continue my journey.
Say nothing as I pass you
Alive and a cannibal
Run.
Published 5th Jan 2011
| Edited 6th Jan 2011
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