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THE UNDEAD

Under the cold dark ground,
the sounds were heard,
upon opening the ground,
of men and women,
found their faces rosy with life,
their mouths and lips covered in blood,
the dead were not dead,
but very much alive.
The undead creeping out at night,
stealing blood from victims
to feed their lust for blood.
Written by windsong13
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