Zombie Girlz, Everywhere, Zombie Girlz.
Nights Like This...Nightmare.
Stare & Stare While Feeling The Pure Energies Of Some Easily Seen Nightstar.
Aware, Of Being Here, Mystified N The Mists Of Approaching Doom.
Dame After Dame, 2 B Seen, Of A Beauty So Extraordinary.
Scary Or Rather Scared Has Escaped 2 Leave Me Here Happily.
Currently, I'm Grounded With Clothes Being Torn Away By Zombie Girlz.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: June 15th, 2023 12:00
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Any Other Polite Productive Participants?
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 2
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