Can I undo it?
For it seems I have been dead.
Dead within the happy smiles.
Dead from those painful cries.
Look what has been left of me.
A corpse without a smile.
Neither pain nor lies.
Why a corpse, you ask?
For my heart is not with me.
My smile taken by thee.
Walking in this living world
Asking to be freed
A odd corpse who remembers.
A corpse who crumbles.
A corpse who tries.
A corpse who lies.
A corpse who dreams
A corpse whose life trims
A corpse who feels
A corpse who kneels
Keels towards thee
Without a heart I plea
Yet what a odd corpse
who has teary eyes.
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Author:
Vast as the ocean (Pseudonym) (
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Great write
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