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Not sure when it startedPeeling from his bonesPiece it back together all aloneHope it held together long enough for heTo pitch the greener grassesand hope that she would agreeFresh off a binger in the woods, flesh covered in bitesTesting what is real, what is good, manIt's been a long nightIt's a tribute to zombies of which I've becomeWhere do I go from here? Where do I go from here?Clinging to promisеs, fighting off the vignetteTunnеls cave, visions fade, swallowed by the vignetteHe's thinking, “There's no way I'm headed there”Always sure footed, educated and was never scaredNow he can't hold out his hand without it shakingHounded by a bunch of deadwhen the search party found himFresh off a binger in the woods, flesh covered in bitesTesting what is real, what is goodMan, it's been a long nightIt's a tribute to zombies of which I've becomeWhere do I go from here? Where do I go from here?Clinging to promises, fighting off the vignetteTunnels cave, visions fade, swallowed by the vignetteNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendDenialClinging to promises, fighting off the vignetteTunnels cave, visions fade, swallowed by the vignetteNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendDenialNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendNo, not me, it's for a friendNo, no, not meIt's for a friendDenial
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